Ruminating Archaeologist : Writing

Hypnosis

Hypnosis

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


galaxies stretch across my subconscious. they alight with fire and ice and I note them over time;
Mentha spicata

Mentha spicata

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


Christmas songs sound like depressed lullabies and my heart feels numb and my ankles are sore
Fear Can Make You Compromise

Fear Can Make You Compromise

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


can't you see that I've been tied to a chair by my own ropes, and I cannot escape or move or break for fear of hurting myself in the pro..
Artemis

Artemis

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


today, I took your hand on the playground monkey bars as we sat above them all.
Fugue

Fugue

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


(my life's got a rhythm to it lately) can't figure things out, wringing my hair out (a paradiddle of a sort, a heartbeat) and it's all up and down ..
Four-Fifty-One

Four-Fifty-One

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


The days flip by like the pages of an encyclopedia....
Body and Mind

Body and Mind

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


I want to feel warm It's raining now and I want you to cut me open like an autopsy maybe you'll find something I repress
Push and Shove

Push and Shove

A Story by Ruminating Archaeologist


Dez just wants to find someone who will both accept her and lift her up without dropping her. As she starts her senior year, she begins to feel like e..
Shoot the Breeze

Shoot the Breeze

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


with my pencil poised to write, I think back to days of past, where I could say I was alright, however, unsure.
S.P.T to A.P.W.B.D- Dark Lord and (?) Harry Potter

S.P.T to A.P.W.B.D- Dark Lord and (?) Harry Potter

A Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist


more than who I am and yet there are shadows behind me

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