of course it’s when avoiding one thing
that i’m finally in the mood to do
another long avoided task
is that human nature?
is that the trauma?
is that maybehd?
could it be
all three?
short poem day
August 22, 2026
can’t sit like a normal human
even though that would probably cause me
less pain
[but nothing is zero pain,
so
i might as well sit like a
curmugeon-y ghost gremlin
while i can
just to make sure my body doesn’t
disintegrate due to
boredom]
August 15, 2026
i want to sing
and create my own music
and learn to speak french
and act in everything
and read audiobooks
and write my own
and sew
and embroider
and create my own clothes
and have my own youtube series
and cosplay
and learn how to calm down my perfectionism
and perform on a broadway stage
and continue to circus like my life depends on it
and i feel like i have not enough time in one life to do it all
but i know other people who do
so maybe i can do
at least some things
if i start
and continue
and really really really try
August 12, 2026
i’m enjoying far more
mending and creating my clothing
than shopping and searching and trying on and purchasing
let’s hope that joy stays when i attempt
more complex items in the coming
months…
[and that i can create things
for kip that kip loves
as well]
August 10, 2026
i spend so much of my time
and mental energy
avoiding doing anything expected
anything cliché
anything too human-made
which is so incredibly silly
because i, myself, am human-made
August 2, 2026
storytelling
connection
theatre art community
these words hold purpose
and so much more meaning
than a mere poem can give them
[and perhaps a mere weekend]
but damn…
damn.
July 27, 2026
whoops
i stayed out too long in the sun
and now my shoulders are as pink as a gender-performative bow
July 25, 2026
no more hair to run one’s fingers through
but plenty to touch like velvet
smooth one way
spiky the opposite
and scritch-a-scratch
the head
too
July 21, 2026
playing and experimenting
and stretching and folding
and walking and posing
and it almost
almost
almost felt like madison
again
July 18, 2026
i can’t tell if the sun is shining behind a thin cloud
or if the haze in the atmosphere has gotten that thick
but either way, i can feel the sun, but i can’t see the sky
i’m hoping one day this will all be some kind of
terrible
memory
dream
fiction
past
[but i’m not counting on it]
kipventures 