For A Time, They Danced…
then in a blur she twirled, like a ballerina, out of his life and he was left wondering how to repeat such graceful steps without her. This work by Lotus Carroll is licensed under a Creative...
View ArticleYour Touch Brought Color To My Life
every color exists without needing us to know but when we connect into us they do flow alive, alive, alive. Prints Available This work by Lotus Carroll is licensed under a Creative Commons...
View Articlequantum heart murmurs
a few yesterdays ago in the hours between the deepest of night and the rising warmth of the sun, when i was feeling how heavy the weight of forgetting is, i wrote you a letter. it holds all of the...
View Articlemy lips part but then
all the things I thought were so important to say just crumble and fall to the ground when I look into your eyes and see my own heart beating in them. This work by Lotus Carroll is licensed under...
View Articlewalls of my heart
I bang my head against the walls of my heart, where I am trapped indefinitely, not wanting to stay and not wanting to leave, both longing for and dreading the day when the monotonous, tortured beating...
View Articleand so, silently i float to you
as I always have and always will, on the wings of a golden dream that will disappear when i awake. This work by Lotus Carroll is licensed under a Creative Commons...
View Articleso it comes and so it goes.
today, i unexpectedly found something of yours lying in the depths of my heart; i wanted to hold it, to turn it in my hands, feeling the shape of our abandoned dreams in all of its angles. i thought i...
View ArticleEmotional Arsonist
true fires of the heart burn long after last tending and only completely die out when the pulse fails This work by Lotus Carroll is licensed under a Creative Commons...
View ArticleIn March 2015
It occurred to me that while there is a fun element to going all out with these monthly recaps, they were previously painfully long and ridiculous (both for me to create and for you to read). Going...
View ArticleShe Emanates Serenity
there is a pulse to all things waiting for us to connect with it, to feel it vibrate throughout; some souls can inherently focus to identify with this never-ending rhythm; one must be stoic, centered,...
View ArticleHow Mobile Creativity (re)Inspired Me
Do you ever get to a point where you’re feeling uninspired, in a rut or generally, well, slumpy? (A highly technical term, I know. Also, I may have made it up. Shhhh.) Anyway! I know the feeling –...
View Articlecould you love me?
could you love me? all of me even the parts some people find too emotional or flighty or d a m a g e d? could you love the parts of me that react poorly when i’m in pain? and would you love the parts...
View Articlesunrise, sunset
each day the sun rises, the sun sets the world turns to create this illusion your day may be my night my calm, descending orb may be your burning, rising fireball all the while, the ground we stand...
View Articlelucid slumber of sadness
i need you to come now and whisper in my ear of heartbreak and tragedy rap on the walls of my soul and shake things up a bit wake me, rudely, from this lucid slumber of sadness – it’s almost morning...
View Articlei have contained myself
i have contained myself for others to meet their demands to buoy their comfort to achieve a false standard i have contained myself for others who do not respect me who are blind to my humanity who take...
View Articleshe.leans.in.
soft breezes blow; her memories stir she reflects on lies that sounded like love the evil seed of deception grew a towering tree he thought that it would fruit to feed only him but wickedness does not...
View Articleperspective
sometimes the world seems totally upside down; remember: the magic inside you is stronger than anything — hold on tight and smile. • created for self portrait sunday, theme: perspective details:...
View Articlethrough me
eyes squeezed shut, i press my face against the wall it’s cool against my skin and props me up so i don’t fall in shadow i just breathe and count the words i want to say i measure them for meaning as i...
View Articleshe whispered to me, softly
she whispered to me, softly; her words spin round my head; i cannot soon forget them, for this is what she said, “each day i hide in shadow; by night, i kill and eat. those who most despise me, i...
View Articlelove yourself
your skin is beautiful all your marks and colors those scars and wrinkles every bump line and curve is a wonder to be loved discovered cherished held and remembered your skin is beautiful not because...
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