If I were ever in Love Island my poetic cancer ass would be ruined in the first few episodes 😆😆 but my sag rising would for sure make sure I had a blast while at it 🤭
Excerpts from Tessellation, a poem by me:
“Memories of a drunken summer night mess,
Memories interlocked with nights of bliss.”
“For you, I acquiesce.
With you, I coalesce.”
Wrote this poem first in 2019, and the piece was finalized in 2022. Read it again recently and man did that transport me to those two eras. I’m so glad I’m out of them, but I’m happy the guy felt what he needed to feel and grow from.
Excerpts from Tessellation, a poem by me:
“Memories of a drunken summer night mess,
Memories interlocked with nights of bliss.”
“For you, I acquiesce.
With you, I coalesce.”
For anyone on a healing journey—physical, mental, emotional:
Be kind to the version of you that chose to begin.
That person is your foundation.
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