Wallflower : Writing

The Second Sex

The Second Sex

A Poem by Wallflower


No matter how high i hold my head, or how stern and assertive my face, i know i am a lamb amongst the lions. (Title pays homage to de Beauvoir)
Temporal Space

Temporal Space

A Poem by Wallflower


Let’s think backwards And replay the memories of dead days Long gone. Why do they call it moving on When you’re stu..
Earthlings

Earthlings

A Poem by Wallflower


Uncritical analyses, distorting realities.
Here and Now

Here and Now

A Poem by Wallflower


You straddle the summit and from it you see Neither is the other And either only Are Because they both Be. What else matters? What ..
The Shadow

The Shadow

A Poem by Wallflower


We all make mistakes, but some are unforgivable.
Nouns & Verbs; Houses & Homes

Nouns & Verbs; Houses & Homes

A Poem by Wallflower


a Noun is not a Verb; a House is not a Home.
Forks

Forks

A Story by Wallflower


When I was very young I remember posing a question to my sister that had real weight to it, real significance that my young mind could not quite wra..
Cognito Ergo Sum

Cognito Ergo Sum

A Poem by Wallflower


Letting go of you Is like letting go of a piece of me; Emancipating A fragment of my identity. I know I can’t blame the past ..
Cultural Clashes

Cultural Clashes

A Poem by Wallflower


There's dirt under my fingernails,I let my hair air-dry;It doesn't see salon stylist hands,toners, highlights, or cut-&-blow drys.My car is always..
A Dream Within a Dream

A Dream Within a Dream

A Story by Wallflower


Edgar Allan Poe wasn't kidding.. "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream"