Cottagecore | Poem

Pheasants and finches sun-dappled meadows and delicate wishes fulfilled by the dream of self-isolation. Not yet nostalgic not yet the present but instead a dream idyllic that a more kind world would let come to fruition. ~ Sammicakes

struggles for the black bird

turn your head to the left a little further than you normally would. see the black bird perched on your shoulder with bleak black eyes strung in its head like beads. love and care for that bird, but do not remove him from your shoulders. cry at night, or in the day if you can’t…

5 Apricot Summers in the City of Makanad

a fantasy contest story about summer, magic, and love ~ Before the last mammoth went extinct, a mango tree that spread across a thousand acres bloomed with a passion for enthusiastic life. Grandiose and gorgeous, the tree too had thin green stems enwrapped about its trunk bearing flowers and the small bodies of nearly born…