Playing with water colors until I get good at it. This is my best yet and i like it alot it kinda looks like connie from steven universe.
Babies are weird Trying to understand you is hard baby. What are you staring at? What are you saying hi to? Why are you spilling milk when you asked for it? Babies are weird. Why you love so much? Why you wake up and give me kisses? You can lick your elbow dont hurt yourself. … More Wake up kisses
I sometimes make up poems in the back of my head, usually when i don’t have my phone. So I pause and quickly find it and rush to get it down. I also do not revise my poetry unless its spell check or punctuation. I really would like for people to send me submissions for … More Whats weird about this blog?
I give myself deadlines because I work more when I have a time limit. I try to stay within the time limit and tell my family to watch me so that remember to post. So I set up a system where my sister slaps me when I go past the time limit. Its pretty effective … More Whats weird about this blog?
All the poems I post are from 2 years ago that I saved. They all came from a collection I call “Catastrophic Newsletter”. It was named after a poem by the same name that I have yet to find. I really want to find it and show it to you guys.