Monthly Archives: March 2016

Love, Poetry

Being in love ; A little letter. From Nina

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I cherish the many moments, even her sleeping to my side

I think she carries the weight of the world with grace

I’m proud of you.

We are together most of our lives since the day we met

And that’s helped me to grow into me; and into love

Thank you.

Passionately taking her soul into my own is… bliss…

She is more than special, she’s who I’ve been waiting, a lifetime

It was worth the wait.

Kissings you goodbye, I close my eyes.

See you tomorrow.

Love

L.C.

-Nina

Poetry

Silliness morning. Girlfriend and I…

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I’m with my girlfriend. I ponder as what to type as she… I dare not say

There’s a terrible movie in the background “4got10” – what garbage.

It began to rain and my dreams of skateboarding were washed away

This is slightly heartbreaking

My breakfast is leftover spicy somosas and black coffee

Larissa reaches into the fridge to indulge

Complaining that I don’t know how to close a box

Is this poem? I’m not really sure.

“Fuck these are spicy!” She said.

 

Nina

Writing

Yesterday morning. :)

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Yesterday was beautiful. I had woken up at 3 am, happily blogging.. but Around 7 I decided to go out… There’s a skatepark a few blocks from my house; I had been wanting to skate it but alone at first as not to embarrass myself getting used to it. Not a cloud in the sky I walked a few blocks to it and put my bag on a bench.

It’s mostly transition with some vicious vert walls. (Video coming soon). It was a lot of fun. Sun had risen and I had the whole place to myself, riding around my new playground, getting the feel for it I’ve desperately desired since I moved here in January. I did take one fall but Damn I hadn’t skated since last summer!

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Headphones blaring and nothing but concrete and metal; I exploded its potential.

Now I’m ready to really ride this park.

It’s dope what the cities in and around Vancouver do for skaters. We have infinite skateparks honestly.

 

 

Queensborough skate park.

I give you 8 out of 10 stars.

Level advanced.

Too much fun!

 

-Nina

 

My Poetry, Poetry

Fresh Audacity – Nina

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Once upon a time Audastic girl named Nina

A Martr – Cause being trans only made me harder

An international abstract – in these the concrete walls

These bars like prison cells -and  my oz have you staring in awe

Fresh out the prison with the wisdom.

No God for me I am not controlled by a religion…

With my pen and my pad, I create my own fate.

No fads or facades , I stay-fresh like Colgate. 😉

❤

-Nina