Change

Change is the new,  improved  word for god,  lovely enough  to raise a song  or implicate  a sea of wrongs,  mighty enough,  like other gods,  to shelter,  bring together,  and estrange us.  Please, god,  we seem to say,  change us. * Written By Wendy Videlock  

Undone

Goodbye, my dear.  Hello, my blood.  I’ve lettin go.  For all of us.  There shall be no more tears.  I won’t be missed.  I’ve given up slowly.  I’ve planned for this.  You’ve helped once. Glad to say.  I had you here.  But now I’m done.  Goodbye, my dear. +++ Written By Kenze Love RIP X

Home

no one leaves home unless home is the mouth of a shark you only run for the border when you see the whole city running as well your neighbors running faster than you breath bloody in their throats the boy you went to school with who kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factory isContinue reading “Home”

REBIRTH

there will be moments when you will bloom fully then wilt, only to bloom again if we can learn anything from flowers it is that resilience is born even if we feel like we are  dying. Written By Alex Elle