The word mistress means more than a side chick. Check out this ode to an enchanting mistress who looks ravishing at night.
Juliana is a poem I wrote, inspired by the epic 16th-century Guarani rebel from early colonial Paraguay, Juliana (her Christian name).
Apathy doesn’t announce its arrival. It creeps in silently, putting me in a numb state of survival. Life in gray on a day in May.
An immortal, unbreakable spirit can’t be defeated, for it is everlasting through the ruins and the renewal. The bones come to life.
For too many years of my life, you could’ve called me doormat instead of Amanda. Once I understood this, a self-love supernova occurred. ☄️💫
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I’ve been loving Earth and trying not to worry endlessly about climate change since 2012. The world was supposed to end that year?