another poem. sorry.

 "well... today was good, I guess. I got to walk around, the weather was hot + dry, and I did some miscellaneous things, like repeatedly shoving a stick against dirt to clean off some abandoned steps in the woods. I ate food for dinner that makes me feel weird and kind of bad. it was fish and chips from Drake's; their food does generally make me clench my fists."

 I wrote that on May 2nd and forgot to post. or finish it. oops.

anyways, today isn't May 2nd anymore. it's August 5th. my art hasn't progressed much and I haven't written a poem in months either. I drew some cool maps that I might post soon, but not right now. I'm at my boyfriend's parents' house so none of my drawings are with me. 

big changes since May 2nd: I graduated, quit my stupid merrymaids job, started working at home depot, my mind became a washing machine of thoughts, and I love salads now. I might have a new friend and maybe an old one too. I've come up with yet another story idea, this time more smut/romance than fantasy: mc meets love interest. gets involved. time passes and they make a new friend, who (surprise!!) wants them like crazy. they end up running away with friend for... reasons, and get with the friend. lots of guilt/shame inducing and unethical/selfish stuff going on. original love interest in abandoned.

my books of poems is at home, so I'll write something experimental for you today.


steadfast under my gaze yet fleeing from my touch, you're
ephemeral in the light,
but bearing down like a mantle of stone when in shadow.
go far enough East to end up West.

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