Anything with her felt infinitely possible; like the world could split open and we could journey through a new one.
Such was her mind:
an entire galaxy for me to wander
through.
--- Ink and Wander
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Floating Feathers - poetry and prose
Poetry💜🤍🖤 Playing with floating feathers is what I do now. This is small book of miscellaneous/random poetry and prose written with the lens of a demisexual person; writing about love and relationships and overall approach. 🖤🤍💜🏳️🌈 For more poetry...
