Category Archives: diary

i dont (episode 4: a breakout series)

i don’t remember the last time i remembered myself, caught the lobe of my ear dangling off a ray of the star, Sirius, loud and self-embracing me, i’m tired of the pick apart put together caused by self-explosion and the … Continue reading

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Crossing

i arose at five, peeled a banana and hung it above your raising lids you got your first menses when the moon was waning       it was critical to rerun your growth as the moon carved itself away … Continue reading

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The Unheard Pain You Know

you know you didn’t birth the yolk of growth to a flower’s bloom, and you can’t wind-shake the thought of the plagiarization of scars from your skin this wound is copyrighted, but the world named me as velvet-tongued martyr these … Continue reading

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An Ode to Poem-A-Day

i leave already read poems in my inbox. eye them as treasures, Jacks-in-the-box I know will tickle the child inside that cries. how they stay there, dusty with neglect, and how they glow with the quality to hold on hand … Continue reading

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Sophrosyne: A Shroud of Poetry

My book, Sophrosyne: A Shroud of Poetry, is now available for purchase on Amazon Kindle! I hope that you all enjoy it! Warm regards, Steph Ambroise

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Metamorphosis

When dawn breaks over the horizon of your body’s surface, let your soul succumb to music played by pleasured souls. Give cold away to age old warmths and for once take in and trust whispered promises and when midnight settles … Continue reading

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Written Approval

you can use my body as an Etch-a-Sketch and draw unto me your beliefs in black and white your marvelous frown of concentration moves me and I swear, I could drown in the crease of your brow and although this … Continue reading

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