Category: NaPoWriMo2024

  • rarethat i become a flower unfurling in the warm sunthat i would ask the bee to land on my petalsthat i reveal this secret gardenthat i grant access to the opulencethat i invite anyone within these four wallsthat i ask feet not my own to tread softly here because tiny hopes sleep among the vines-rjmprompt:…

  • the way your soul drops anchor in that moment, determined to stay forever no matter the condition of the sea. but you are stronger than the anchor and all the storms combined, so you drag your anchor up the stairs into the cold night and into the snow drifts. you wait with friends until their…