I Choose My Bane

Mine is a heart on the wing yet a mind seemingly left a step behind from thence erupts my temerity and my placid joy. Sluggishness does not accompany my thoughts rather, in frenetic candor does it overlook its own myopic tendency such is it that my Love is an aginner. This fecklessness leaves no opportunity for... Continue Reading →

All Systems Go

Sometimes you just don't know Sometimes you don't wanna know Sometimes it's your heart Sometimes you don't know where to start Take in the scene Take in the gentle breeze Don't worry if it's more Life doesn't stop for storms   All systems go In a race for the stars Towards a new home A... Continue Reading →

The Cadence of Hope

The mechanical resonance that fills my bones has me cracking. Constructive frequency chips away at my shoulders and knees. Rejection to critique to the words that no one speaks that haunt me that makes my courage flee my visage disfiguring. This is not pretty. This is the ugly me.   But I keep getting up,... Continue Reading →

The Mechanism

Here, inside the Mechanism, we all have our place. We are billions of data points, billions of simple machines, and together, we turn the gears inside the Pocket Watch. While one promotes Industry and causes great influx of revenue, another seeks to extricate himself of Currency. One works to feed the Mechanism, and the other... Continue Reading →

Cheeks

I wake up and look in the mirror Cringe at the disheveled sight Every imperfection Blemished cheeks and bloodshot eyes My every critique Every Part Of Me Has me screaming My nose grows Every line in my face now creasing So seemingly Devoid of beauty, destined to be the beast... So I step back And... Continue Reading →

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Lena Kvigne // Missionary

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