The Highways Are Young
A desert haiku pleasure for mountains’ glory
The highways are young
Blasted decades ago
Mountains will be last
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Ariana GonBon
29yo bi Xicana. There's always more to write about, in more interesting ways than white men.
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Our Universe Condensed
I believe there are things we are not meant to know Like what is at the bottom of the ocean Or inside the largest black hole the smallest quark hiding away it's charms and stranges Instead we do not know the extent of our mistakes in curiosity That some of us stumble into Like when time abandoned me For when I looked in your eyes Our universe condensed To the points where we danced in a living room we shared And I kissed your head everytime I passed you And I resented you when I didn't have energy to sit with you anymore And we waited years to be together Without touching for months Kronos laughing at us For our illusion of forever And to the points where we would no longer be together And I saw my own death With you holding my hand Or a passing thought in your head Until time returned to instill the illusion again In the moment For me to make a decisión To sit next to you And look forward to what we will win and lose In meaning And time
By Ariana GonBon4 years ago in Poets
4:44 Sovereign Edition
New Release: The 4:44 Sovereign Edition I am thrilled to share the final, definitive version of "Do Not Project Your Limitations onto Me." This project has been a deep personal journey into what I call my "Mythic Suite", a collection of scenes from a life lived widely, survived fiercely, and birthed through fire.
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