musing over stars

I did not want to make three separate posts about the same muse like I used to do for all my previous posts from years back. So this would be a single post containing some of the things I wrote while I was stargazing.

changing shapes

trick of light

DISCLAIMER: Not a poem.

In the woods by the lake

When Hozier said, "imagine being loved by me".

Heavens

Some strange little writing I made. Because of the pandemic and another crush on another emotionally unavailable boy. Again.

if the skeletons speak

caged

grown women

Prison Room

Money