ashes, ashes, we all fall down~ coronavirus got me active again? maybe. trying not to feel // syl x i wanna run away ~ to me, myself, and i. oh, my darling mona lisa, what a perfect image of heartbreak you are. i wonder if i could ever stand so tall. // metaphor/perspective poetry how many of our footprints will remain? // a metaphor of time and snow. a blurb of a three-in-one poem that i'll be posting on insta and website tomorrow maybe i should learn from the ticking of the clock. my heart knows, after all. why can't my mind learn? you try to escape that cage... but you can't decide if you really want to. / for national women's history month/international women's day we've gone too far // part weird imagery, part worldly metaphor, part rambling poetry.