Please Take Care Of My Darling For Me, Old World Of Ours. Please Give More Smiles Than Scraped Knees.

Rainbow Refraction

As the stars fall from the sky I catch them in a wicker basket to weave into your hair and make you shine Polished, perfect, like diamond prisms catching a lazy sunbeam Rainbows refraction Beautiful in every way Who needs the sun? I've got you to warm up my life

Being with you❤️🧸

Mona Awad, from her novel titled "Bunny," originally published in 2019

"What would Jesus do?"

No, what would Sabrina do?

"What's on your mind?"

Me: WAs I eVeR dAnCing wiTh aN AndrOid nAmed LUpé???

*trips over several branches*

*alerts Bigfoot*

*Bigfoot chases me*

*i trip over more branches*

*Bigfoot helps me wrap up my sprained ankle and we have some s'mores together while he regales me with tales of old and I struggle to explain supermarkets.*

Tiny paradise

Matthew Cuthburt I'll love you forever 💗

“My girl—my girl that I’m proud of.”

— Anne of Green Gables, Chapter XXXVI: The Glory and the Dream

Intriguing...

Have any nightmares lately?

This figurine represents the Baku (獏 or 貘). The baku’s story originated in Chinese mythology as the mo (貘), believed to resemble a giant panda. It later evolved into a nightmare-warding figure in Japan.

Early depictions illustrate the baku as a chimera with the trunk and tusks of an elephant, the ears of a rhinoceros, the tail of a cow, the body of a bear, and the paws of a tiger. While this version was said to ward off pestilence and evil, its dream-devouring ability emerged later in Japanese culture. By the late 18th century, the baku as known as the guardian of sleep. One legend describes how a child waking from a bad dream could call out, “Baku-san, come eat my dream,” repeating it three times to summon the baku.

Folklore warns that calling the baku too often could have consequences—if left unsatisfied, it might consume not just bad dreams but also the person’s hopes and desires.

Image: Baku, Mythical Animal. 18th century. White porcelain (Hirado ware), H. 7/8 in. (2.2 cm); L. 1 7/8 in. (4.8 cm). The Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Me when I've got a handful of shenanigans:

L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Ingleside

After hesitating for forever to share poems online (like my overthinking brain usually does) I finally posted one about how I was feeling at the time. One of my moots on insta told me I inspired her to start writing poetry again. Moral of the story is, do art and be bold, bc you never know who needs to see what you create. Even if the only one who needs it is you. That is important and that is enough.

This is your call to action.