Previous Chapter of Princess Pantheon ~ Chapter 6: Dreams of a Distant Land, a Distant Sadness Emily dreamed again of humans that night. First that silver light came spiraling down from the darkness ahead of her, then her pale fingers went to grasp it. Then faces. Ones she had already seen from her prior dream…
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The Lovely & pitiful | Poem
Radiant, dazzling, and all too new A vehicle of first-time adoration How it glimmers in the moonlight How it rusts in the sunlight How it glows in the dusk How it dims in the dawn A lovely thing, a pitiful thing To steer it gently onto a loving path or to drive it off a…
Prelude to Revolution | Creating the Prince
This is a story summary and rewrite of the anime Revolutionary Girl Utena, Episode 9, “The Castle Said to Hold Eternity. “ ~ And upon their deaths, two coffins sealed shut, I climbed within the smallest one, the one just my size. Mother and Father slept in theirs, so I had thought, “This one must…
perfect, perfect!
not presenting or showing up in the world unless I am perfect–in my head, in my appearance, in my totality with this guiding dogma, I almost never showed up! ~Sammicakes
Movies and Shows I Watched in April 2023
School is finally out! April was a meager month of new content for me, as I was studying for finals, presenting, and writing lots of essays. Last month I only read one book, Thick: And Other Essays by Tressie M. Cottom. It is an insightful read from the lens of intersectional black feminism, and though…
a remembered dream
how strange a thought it is now to think it was once lost this loving reality-to-be that guides my every step once forgotten by me how horrible life would be (would be and was) to live (just barely) with forgotten dreams ~Sammicakes
Call to Action, Call to Attention, Call for Affection
The toxins rose above onto the surface of my skin with nowhere to go, my turmoil, my dread, my negativity, my sadness, all from within. And now they mark my face, my body, exposed and evident for all to see. What other choice do I have but to address and repair them to be the…
buried in yourself
Did I ever love at all, if I held onto so much hatred of myself? I thought about it too long; now I don’t want to go. I need to trust my initial instincts. I always end up feeling like I’m not worth it. I always feel like I should make the conscious choice to…
the way you see me in your dreams you must love me
you’re more than a friend oh, it happened again and it’ll keep happening oh, baby you’re more than a friend the nights I don’t take to not think of you you creep into the later morning and then I dream of us two you want to tell me things that make me happy but it’s…
love in lines
You are the only essence that composes my heart. The heart is a vessel of potential: it has enough space within it to love or to hate in equal quantities. ~Sammicakes
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