Snow Covered
Month: March 2023
Indisposed
She laid there desolate and indisposed... Her cold fingers twisting strands of fine blonde hair. Her green eyes staring at nothing but the ceiling... While her mind tried to remind her why she ever cared.
Iris 3
Iris 2
Consonants
There's times when words hit you harder than gravity. Every syllable strikes you effortlessly between your eyes and every vowel punches you remorselessly in the face. But the consonants... They can just tear straight through your flesh...
Metal B&W
Hazel
I remember those eyes... Those eyes are an olive green as dense and soft as moss. Their earthy hue melding into shades of warm coppers and rich browns. Gleaming as they watch inquisitively, studded by delicate golden flecks.
AO Poetry 
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