Only certain speciesthrive in poor conditionsvivid with colorresilient in survivalwith large petal earsto provide shade andmagically bloom tusks the color of ivorywho hold onto memories and tailscherishing their youngwith their trunk handsothers playful in black and white stripes each...

tell me bout yourself i hate introducin myselfmy name is easyafter that…you’re on your own always feelslike somebody’s askin meto draw the oceanwith a goddamn rulerand i’ve never trusted a straight linerivers don’t use themlight bendsroots grow thru concreteand the...

sadness answers me from deep withina lone sacred voice...melancholyblue infused with lonelinesslooking for something beautiful through the chaosquiet and pure with the fascination of a childbut with wisdom of the learnedgently she instructs me urging me forwardsometimes she is...