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issue 2, page 11

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I snapped a twig in the middle of an empty woodland –
no one was around to hear the sharp crack,
no one to see the blackbirds scuttle away, startled,
but I think the trees knew

losing thread

Ma, I see you in the mirror every day. The crinkling of your eyes like wrapping paper that we never tore open, only reused. The smile lines across my cheeks, like clothes on a clothesline in the sweltering heat. Everything I am is because of you.

finger paintings / my fate is you 

garden

I Really Like You

I am fifteen and my mother is jealous of my protostar body, but I get it because some days, I’m jealous of the body of the boy next door, of the way his skin drips with sunlight and his teeth glow white-hot.

Celestial Bodies

Issue 3, pg 45. A poem about the feeling of growing through loving someone :)

pocket days

this is dedicated

It is 8:10 here and I miss them, 
our beautiful togetherness, the way the dog always stood 
with her front legs up on my chair. Is she standing like that now?

Issue 3 of Celestite Poetry

On Sunsets & Pesto Tortellini

(Issue 4) A somewhat hysterical yet magical poem about late-night thoughts. 

Five Thirty-Six a.m. 

let's have the sun for breakfast.

you whisk the clouds
& i will rinse the stars
until the sky runs clear...

in the morning

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issue 5, pg 20
"sunlight nudges us awake to the riot"

In the Summer of 2020, My Sister and I Avoid Television

My poem is published in Issue 4, it's a free to read PDF : )

Trying to Write Our Glory

A short poem on gentleness and spider silk.

gossamer heart

that lily bowing to the violets over there used to be me but now it is her

Left Unsaid

it is always the same drink with you just sometimes it tastes sour and sometimes sweet

Sweet & Sour

Elver Eyes

scorpius

pack number one & tattoo tour

2 pieces of digital art in issue 2, including the cover art: Angel on Your Path and Bisexual Neon Ice (cover).

2 pieces of digital art in issue 4: Blushing Beauty and Netted.

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