Mae Arrowood : Writing

You and I

You and I

A Poem by Mae Arrowood


I want to unscrew the lid and explore your mind,before they do,before they ruin you.Before they crack your head like a shell, break the consequential ..
Life

Life

A Poem by Mae Arrowood


The first creased page crafted with subtle transcendence,inspired a worry line naive of truths horrendous,enveloped in a surrealistic delve, plunging ..
Rivers

Rivers

A Poem by Mae Arrowood


All rivers must flow,And there is a dam holding back every word I want to say to you,Every letter, consonant, vowel, and period welled into one giant ..
Time

Time

A Poem by Mae Arrowood


The hand of time is clamped over my mouth as I scream that it is running out.We spend our days in monotonous rhythm,wasting our lives in insignificant..
Art

Art

A Poem by Mae Arrowood


When I painted your lips on the canvas,a shiver flew down my spine,spreading to my roots and resounding in the ground.Even as a replacement for your t..
The Willow Tree

The Willow Tree

A Poem by Mae Arrowood


Man had travelled many miles. Man had travelled across countless seas, on countless roads, and through countless burdens. Man knew what suffering was,..
Gaia

Gaia

A Story by Mae Arrowood


Short story on nature, and the reconnection humans must gain with it.


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