“According to a recent study, just as you can’t step in the same river twice, your memories are changed by the act of recalling them, meaning that every memory we have is colored by the times we’ve recollected it before… recalling a memory more often makes that memory less accurate, and that every time you take…
worn out words | poem
thoughts travel without passports or permission; love cannot be contained in the human body, so it now grows in the oak trunk of an endless tree. time threads us together in loose, haphazard seams; dreams contain all my greatest fears and fantasies, so now I plant them in the mulch beneath tall grasses to grow…
Patience and Cheesecake | Saturday Thoughts
Hello and hello! For the people who keep up with my blog, I’m sure you’ve noticed that I’ve been a bit absent. I’m nearing the end of my summer college courses, which means lots of prep work for finals and presentations. My mind has been very focused on the more academic side of my life…
Dear User, Goodbye!
A series of violent and disturbing posts erupt onto a beloved social media platform. Inspired by violent AI accounts that have been popping up without monitoring or review by large media platforms. Reader discretion is advised. Content warning for mentions and depictions of: murder, violence, sexual violence, self-harm and suicide, child abuse, and animal abuse…
A Woman Alone in the Night, Far From Home
It is bad practice to fantasize about one’s own death. But I have found myself in a precarious situation. A situation where in which… it may be rational to fantasize on the subject. ~ The lapping of the lake is so peaceful in the day, but in the cold dark it is threatening, an ever…
Atop Interlaken, Switzerland
Vast emerald lawns Sprawling navy streams Narrow, winding roads Some mountains lined with autumnal foliage Some peaks coated in powdered sugar snow The smell of beer and cheese And the screaming laughs of children All atop Interlaken, Switzerland ~Sammicakes
one line
oh, to fall so deeply in love with something that hates you ~ Sammicakes
Slay the Princess | Five-Line Story
Young Santhan approached the ruined palace, sword in hand. Expecting the monstrous reptilian creature he had been tasked to slay, his eyes settled on a much stranger being as he burst onto the terrace: The beautiful princess Amalla, dressed in a pink cotton gown and mouth dripping scarlet, grinned madly before him! “Draw your sword,…
Existing in the Convergence of Identities: Politically Progressive, Socially Conservative | Tiny Rambles
Do your values, lifestyle, or worldview confuse others? Or… yourself? Sometimes who we are just doesn’t fit into a clean box. Recently I had a talk with some of my old friends about our political and social backgrounds, and I had identified myself as written in the title: politically progressive, yet socially conservative. Admitting that…
Dearest Cookie
Dearest Cookie, Into my new jar you have come! And you have presented yourself kindly, composed of an enticing recipe: sugar, butter, and chocolate chips. I take a bite and wince! Upon further inspection, I see you are missing very much for my delicate taste’s particular sensibilities. Eggs, flour, salt, baking soda– the stabilizing, boring…
The Realest You (written from the platform)
Today I stepped onto the platform, and the seven men behind the booth asked me, “Who is the realest you?” “Is it the one who is beautiful and speaks clearly, smile bright?” “Is it the creature muzzled and blind, trembling in rage?” “Could it be the one that cries so deeply at the beauty of…
Would You Change All That You Are Just For Me?
A few years ago I dated a sweet yet quite immature young man. I had asked him to please not engage in recreational drugs that morning as it would make me sad and potentially ruin a particular outing with our friends, one where we would be in public from morning until night and around children….
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