crayoncreative

Joined September 2021

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yeah, i know, my digital footprint is astronomical now.

and YES, I absolutely drew those silly vegetable pals.

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i forget
i forget the good but it scratches at my mind seeking out a smile
By crayoncreative11 months ago in Poets
cloudy-ku
white puffy pieces cushioned by azures caress an overcast day
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
A message from [redacted]! Sent [redacted] ago.
sought out, yet rarely seen hailed, and seldom heard tickled, but not truly touched also tried, however, it's yet to be tasted
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
of a fowl sort
What is this? This cyclical introspection I go through. What seems to be about every seventeen days. Am I really willed? Purposefully?
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
are we
are we? are we going? i think not i think, i think i know. but i've thought nothing. hearing. am i? have i heard. i can't remember, i keep hearing-- there's so much.
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
the gift of grit
this life isn't a gift guilt inward reflection forfeiting my hopes treating my goals like whims at least, that's what I thought, for a longggg while
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
the hobby thing
learning takes too long the pen, the brush, the colors my work is not done
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
the capitalist cabriole
split soles dinky roles potholes be bold! run here, sprint there don't stop moving. go everywhere tattered ribbons rude opinions
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
the birthday thing
there will be no gifts just small short knowing glances your being, my wish
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
the earth is too hot type of thing
the morning is hot and it boils over into night space is the cauldron
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
the summer thing
walk slow to keep cool we wore big hats to stay fair the sun still kissed us
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
meet rough; choppy
"Do you... work here?" "Do I work here...? I'd like to think so, yeah," Massive fumble. Massive. As if the blinking nametag under the fluorescent lighting wasn't obvious enough.
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Fiction

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i forget

cloudy-ku

A message from [redacted]! Sent [redacted] ago.

of a fowl sort

are we

the gift of grit

the hobby thing

the capitalist cabriole

the birthday thing

the earth is too hot type of thing

the summer thing

meet rough; choppy

Stories (23)