Bold | Saturday Poem

The boldest faces are the ones making the transition from babbles to bubbly speech. The boldest thoughts are spoken aloud from the smallest and high-pitchiest of mouths. The most audacious dreams come from the youthful minds uncorrupted by flocks of fear and failure. As is all things, the newest to come and the soonest to…

Nature | Stream of Consciousness

Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful as nature untamed? ~ It races without a heartbeat, a pulse, or gleam of sweat. The heat of the sun, rather than slow it, allows it to expand expeditiously about its expansive canvas, as long as rain is a constant variable in life’s divine equation. Free of…

Dark Chocolate Brownies!!

Happy Wednesday! I hope everyone’s been having a good week. I’m nearing the last few weeks of being home before moving for college. That being said, I’ve been sure to bake something awesome for everyone once a week! Last Saturday, I scoured Pinterest for the best brownie recipe I could find; keep in mind, I’ve…

Homemade Buttermilk Biscuits!!

Good morning and happy Sunday, everyone! This is my official 2021 greeting post, so… consider yourself greeted! I made buttermilk biscuits for Thursday night’s dinner, and they turned out way better (and prettier) than expected. If you would like to try it for yourself, I used this recipe here. Thank you for stopping by! ~Sammicakes

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…

love in time | poem/song

even if we don’t talk for years and years I’ll still hold you close to my heart even when time separates us you’ll always be apart of my life, of my life and I won’t make a promise that I can’t keep and you won’t fall to time I can guarantee and you won’t fall…

Merry Christmas Eve!!

With Christmas approaching, I hope everybody is safe and healthy with the people they love. I know this year was either really tragic or extremely depressing for most people, but we’re on the right track to normal–and even better than normal. Make the most of the holidays: you deserve it. MERRY (ALMOST) CHRISTMAS! ~Sammicakes

now they know | stream of consciousness

what could they know finale part 1 part 2 ~ How many lies until I get to open the door to the real world? How many memories must I earn to be welcome to reality? I asked what could they know, I asked myself what I am– and with confidence I can now say it….

man of shadows | poem

there is a preponderance of darkness tonight, yet still the yellow lights stream through the road clear some transient shapes form and shift depending where we place our fingers let us construct a man from the shadows of my and your form, from the shadows of the sharp-topped homes, from the shadows of the long…

Identity | Saturday Prose

There is some sweet solace in knowing that I am a product of love rather than hate, violence. Of the girls past born of my breed, there would be no such comfort. There is good and bad that comes with claiming this skin, but the fact that I exist not as lesser scum but as…