Status Updates From Tender Philosophia

“What if stars going through extinction
are only mirrors to human depression.”

so incredibly beautiful

“Sometimes I think I find you in the whispered words in between lines of poetry, in the gentle morning light, the weeds sprouting in the garden after a heavy rain.”

“the room is silent, the dream is too.”

“let me kiss the neurons in your brain that ache”
PAUSE

i think these poems are going to send me into an existential crisis or something