blue

, they say, is sad
but like everything,
it also has a good side.
blue... is beautiful.

Canada <3

Tahoe

a very blurry hydrangea

it's not even midnight, but imagine...

that was quite dark...

sometimes, I get little tidbits in my brain

and thoughts swirl around without enough content to post, but i'd like to try this...

now, entertain me and just imagine...

a girl, visiting a dentist: "I get cavities just to see him," she says in a singsong voice.

what would the dentist think?

whoops

sorry darlings
that came out of nowhere
here's something else, because why not?
i've been arguing with myself
i wasn't sure whether or not i should post this
but since my brain is fried
and apparently can't think of anything light
here you go, loves


Goad me to madness, won't you?
Let the cold blue blade taunt me,
Let it nestle between my costals and take my breath away,
Here it lies next to me, in its temporary sheath,
Let my hand guide it to its forever home,
Buried deep in my chest.

a raw explosion

WAVES OF MEMORY AND TIDES OF EMOTION HIT ME AND BLIND ME AND DRIVE ME INTO A FRENZIED FROTHING LIKE A WAVE BREAKING ON THE JAGGED ROCKS OF A CLIFF

whirlwind

fiery fronds frisk along the ink-black asphalt,
freezing now, flying then, waltzing with the wind.
leaves pulled in, caught in a febrile tarantella,
one second spinning as one,
the next, cast out and vile to the touch of the breeze.

one leaf, two leaves, three leaves, then a branch,
caught in the whirlwind:
a gentle solo,
whipped into a maddened masquerade,
blazing maple gowns and aspen frocks ablaze,
rising above the treetops,
sweeping from the cul-de-sac out to the avenue,
along the black tar to the rising moon.

swirling cyclone,
grasping all in its way,
embracing all,
then banishing all from sight,
not choosing, yet it's all or nothing.

push away, pull back.
tides of the whirlwind
leave perplexed leaves in its wake,
snapped out of their hypnotic waltz,
desperate for another frenzied dance,
standing still, then trembling to fill the void the gale had torn.

oh say can you see

my friends, I am really scared.
what is in store for the future of my country?
I am keeping track of the election as I write this.
each point that Trump earns, my heart sinks lower.
the Canadian immigration website shut down...
wish us luck, loves
send help xoxo