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attending tom’s cousin’s wedding with his family

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Unpeel my outer shell

Unwrap my cicada wings and let them shiver under your touch

My brow glows blue beneath your electric kiss, uncrumple these paper bag bones

I am blossoming.

My hair is leaves, these limbs are trees - lay me down in this tangle of weeds, and roots. Let me rustle beneath the birches and brambles, wrestle for space with this starling, who builds a nest big enough for me.

I blush rose beneath your glowing blue kiss, envelope me.

There are mountains out there, but I am here, blanketed in crêpe myrtle and love and starling feathers.

Water me, and I might sprout, an extra bloom, pearly grey, like our moon, and I’ll keep it safe and close to my breast.

You can lay your cheek on this collarbone, this paper bag collarbone, and I can wrap lavender braids encircling our wrists.

We are cocooned in this womb, the starling grows the nest and the mountains take the first night watch.

⚚ London in Malaga, Spain ⚚

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sun soaker in montpellier, france

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I smile on the move, twice, in Pompeii.

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We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

- Dead Poets Society

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maya poon.

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Death & Reboot

We are gathered here today to witness the end and the beginning of my digital presence.

Here lies a scrunched up paper ball, dotted with code and pixels, which I will slowly un-crumple to reveal all the scribblings that detail my beautiful, full life.

Today, I embark on a personal quest to ensure that my existence is being lived out in the 3D, and in doing so, I've swapped out the various Insta/Tiktok/Fb/blahblahblah explore pages for old school Tumblr (far less distracting?!)

I want this space to act as a photo journal - balanced between staying connected on the internet and keeping out of reach from distraction. My own little dusty corner for storing my memories, updating friends, and encourage me to write with big words and full sentences (at least out of respect for my past English tutors).

Thanks for stopping by - you can click the message box whenever,

See ya in the 3D! xx