Category: Individual Drop
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alone together
Sorrow’s fingertips shush the last warm light and the twilight shines pale again. the breathing next to me doesn’t cease. though, i guess mine doesn’t either. i suppose that’s what we call a win.
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Anatomy of a Flowerless Vase
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Alternating Realities
“What separates the reality in our minds from the reality outside ourselves? Is there really a difference?”
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Origami Leonard Cohen Cranes
I blinked and there she was. An old woman wrapped in layers of clothes, a crumpled paper doll with a conductor’s hat.
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Xoxo510: More than a Phone Case
Xoxo510 reminded us that movements don’t start with spotlights.
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ThriftyCat Vintage — More Than a Thrift Store
ThriftyCat is more than just a thrift store—it’s a testament to resilience, community, and the power of accessible fashion.
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Slow Dancing with an Angel
I am privileged to love you, I am privileged to hold you, I am privileged to have my fingers interlocked so tightly with yours
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Happy 18th Birthday
In my time of self discovery I have managed to abandon myself.
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The Love I was Given
When I was fifteen, I fell in love with a girl.
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TIFFening
Now I must confess, 2024 is the first year that I have ever truly attended TIFF.
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TIFF 2024: Through The Lens
Must see films and red carpet highlights.
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Hallucination
Bloodied white wings— I look like a medieval painting
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A Conversation with A Rose
She took me by surprise as she said hello. The cafe she had picked was small. Busy. Her hair was short and black, cut right above her shoulders.
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I Could Do That: An Argument for Modern Art
I could do modern art. It’s not that hard, right?
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Candid Drawings of City People
Art by Justin Gray | Inspired by Akash Bhatt swipe to see photos
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Storyless
Why must we only validate the art that stems from suffering?
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Eroticism as Love
Hold my hand. Ponder our futures yet consider our presents. I love you the way a priest loves his bible.
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last celebration of a muse
as i sit in this subway seat, i think that i am in the mood to write.