Tags : teen

toxic relationships

toxic relationships

A Poem by anais.vionet


toxins dampen endorphins passions - it's simply not going to happen =/
2020 blues

2020 blues

A Poem by anais.vionet


the 2020 blues is becoming the new national anthem
bye bye 2020

bye bye 2020

A Poem by anais.vionet


I've never been so happy to see a year go - bye bye 2020
solstice

solstice

A Poem by anais.vionet


is it gambling if you know you're going to win?
Santa's lap

Santa's lap

A Poem by anais.vionet


a last Christmas piece *sigh* back to TOTALLY boring soon
unmade

unmade

A Poem by anais.vionet


lying in bed, on a holiday morning, the mind is free to frolic
August beaches (Plages d'août)

August beaches (Plages d'août)

A Poem by anais.vionet


I hope that we can "storm the beaches" again in 2021 (ready to lead the charge).
density

density

A Poem by anais.vionet


cross gender (intergender?) communication can be like contacting aliens
blue Georgia, BABY

blue Georgia, BABY

A Poem by anais.vionet


democrats win!!! God bless Georgia, and America.
notre voyage

notre voyage

A Poem by anais.vionet


Save in the void and somewhat annoyed
 twisted

twisted

A Poem by anais.vionet


shake, oh fragile republic
whispers

whispers

A Poem by anais.vionet


Would you like some malaise on that sandwich?
realities

realities

A Poem by anais.vionet


I start off with a twisted sample of Shakespeare - to set the tone - and purposefully have two inversions for a (hopefully) classical feel.
imagination hurts

imagination hurts

A Poem by anais.vionet


a "firefly is a one sentence poem
awoken

awoken

A Poem by anais.vionet


I dread fire-drill like last minute wake-ups
#forgetaboutit

#forgetaboutit

A Poem by anais.vionet


virtual school is so strange, so lonely, so liberating and convenient.
out

out

A Poem by anais.vionet


OMG!!! We're going out, Out, OUT!!!
morning routines

morning routines

A Poem by anais.vionet


Isolation express! Leaving on track... wait - we're going nowhere.
stick figures

stick figures

A Poem by anais.vionet


possible futures, improbable futures and impossible futures
breaking up is hard to do

breaking up is hard to do

A Poem by anais.vionet


Bye bye Mr. Trump - SEE-ya - wouldn't want ta BE-ya.

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