stretch the sociolect and cut my tongue on thought. improve my vocabulary. reference my day-drunk shadow sister. she is cuddled in my coppery blood. allow the cherry sun to kiss about her. a convoluted blur, forever follower. Continue reading
Tag: mental health
Yellow Goodbye
learning the mid-tones: the high-spirit, low-spirit spectrum. swept in the whoosh of color and painting myself to match. creating a language for expressing feelings. over the years i developed this distrust for the color yellow, because of the false promise of feeling momentarily better and bright. i would always find depression grinning again. Continue reading