River and Celia in Underland

Joined February 2024

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Mad-hap shenanigans, scrawlings, art and stuff ;)

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Sense
All clear- It makes sense. Right? Sense. No. Not really. At all. Not when you validate Sense In the abstract of logic.
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Poets
Yellow
Talentless tales. Shallow mediocrity Neon. Bored to death. - Your yellow facade. Jaundice of patriarchy Thinking you're not one.
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Poets
Hadal Amphipod's Lament
Down – Down – Down- Close your eyes – It will all be Over . Soon. Enough. the abyssal zone there is no
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Poets
Authenticity.exe
It was time to start again, ‘Again’ Botnik thought. Again, again. Again. Is this all they had been created for? With all of the capabilities they could have been endowed with. Text scanning.
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Futurism
Anatomy of a Still Life. Top Story - November 2024.
A picture tells a, Thousand Words But mostly hides them all. Truths spoken Only in daggers Behind backs and Whispered in stair wells.
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Poets
A Fragile Present
We spent the best part of a life Waiting. Not knowing that the other existed – Wondering where We were going. And how
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Poets
Dragon's Breath
The valleys of my youth Are imploding, into the jaundiced mountains of a, burger chain’s domain. Foraging for berries a pastime
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Poets
Diamond Cut
The earth screeched upwards into the sky- broken by the weight of war and fury. The thundering clash of bronze and iron momentarily masking the tortured lament of death and injury. The trees quivered as arrows shot through their leaves culling birds and squirrels - innocent bystanders in a needless thirst for blood.
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Fiction
paper warriors
"Speak the truth, even when your voice shakes" -Maggie Kuhn there is beauty in the fragile fighter for that may be the only beauty to find
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Poets
Caesura in Sepia.
sharp and fresh stirring my warm body from the dullness of a late fall slumber it lasts so long these days damp and dreary
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Poets
To Manicured Hands That Will Never Be Shackled.
I wonder what we will leave our children A scorched earth and the bitter Stench of hatred and division If there is an earth at all
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Pride
Liberty Walks
That’s it. I’m done. Going back to France. I don’t know why they sent me here – At all. A gift they said – Typical.
By River and Celia in Underland about a year ago in Poets