A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
I'm warning you before you read my story: It won't end well.
A poem about the mark we leave on the world when we're gone and about legacies. Thank you for reading :) <3
Buds burst forth in songs of crimson splendor. Double tetractys #12
Don't let the ones that broke you back in and make sure to stay vigilant for those same toxic traits in new souls you encounter. Stay strong my friends!
Written by: @genevieve
© Genevieve Kubica
Birth, the absence of normality, rejection. || Short story challenge to write a piece in exactly 55 words.
One Day I will meet the little boy, I never got to formally meet.
A jealous knife in Master Warner's pantry.
Brittle bones sprout tender shoots
To clothe your long-bare branches.
A Tanka tale.
Drink a glass of milk while reading this!
intro of me to you. we posses the same expressions to confess. indeed, we do. proceed to read to seek the proof..
A tanka series in Spanish about spring. With translation. The syllable count is not the same.
love at first sight, adolescent lust in the crescent moonlight.
Wanna learn something really fascinating?
My 1st Acrostic!
The beauty in motherhood
His gift is very precious.