
Far far away from here;
Near your heart I wait.
Try to abandon;
My fear of abandonment
This island is far too silent;
I can’t handle it.
Stranded alone in-tangent
This pain;
I can’t manage…
-Nina

Far far away from here;
Near your heart I wait.
Try to abandon;
My fear of abandonment
This island is far too silent;
I can’t handle it.
Stranded alone in-tangent
This pain;
I can’t manage…
-Nina

Drip drop gently down the scene; streams n rivers
That meander baby blue colour of my eyes; revisit
Trickling; time ticking limitlessly
Staring into eclipsing; shifting serendipity
Abandoning my philosophies; my apologies
I’m just Astrology;
I am the stars; As far as any eyes can see
My amplified subconscious; third eye wanderer
Conjuring soft spoken finesse
On top of the top
Dropping stones over the edge…
-Nina

This is my dumb-azz taking pictures of myself. A perhaps overly proud trans girl. A poet and an artist but who the f*ck isn’t these days? Right now I’m typing off of a hoop-tie of a macbook but it does the trick… trick.
So another about me post. Thinking* This is stupid but anyways… Why do I write? Two huge influential women is why…My mom got me a book about 5 years ago called “The Artists Way” by Julia Cameron and “This book” is designed to ignite your creative side on a daily basis. And one of the instructions on this book is SIMPLY WRITING. As soon as you wake up; you write. It doesn’t matter what it is. Just wake up and write… And the other influential woman was my media art teacher Kat Thorsen; Kat Thorsen works wonders in the community and Ive seen her do it over and over and over again… If your reading this we all love ya Kat. Saving peoples lives n everything…
I am hardly someone to be writing “about me” posts because I am not touted as that girl making an impact in the world… like at all… I write this an about me post hoping that you write an about me post because… We are reading your work; you impact our lives. Funny because I don’t think I impact anyones life hahaha…But I try and do so anyways through various mediums. It really doesn’t matter if you’re acknowledged or not; its how you look back. Saying you did that. Then sitting here like I am now… Saying “what next?” Be proud and be yourself….
Whats next. Im just gonna hit publish; like fuck it.
Nina


Oh Ive been waiting for you… The dormant torment
The mind and body sadistic performance
The feeling of hearing a pin drop in an empty stadium
Like seeing life from the worst possible angle
Not to mention Im really ill; for sure.
Seems the acid burning ; a sickness that has no cure
Where is everyone? I know I’m here
The sensory overload and mind numbing fear
While my mind has devised plots against me
Feels like the whole world resents me…
Ive been waiting for you… No you never forget a thing like this
When its the end of the end of the end… again…
While I am all alone. And my friends are nowhere to be found
Its astounding how easily I hear my heart pounding but…
Reality setting in like formed concrete in my heart
I can’t breathe… Honestly… This girl needs a doc…
Something burns her stomach… Please…
An anti anxiety for the delusion paranoia hallucinatory day
She is about to have one of the worst days of her life so far…
The mind has the power to destroy; no holds bar.
Something inside her won’t…
Let go… and… It makes her want to die…
She decided to run…
“I don’t want to die, I want to live…”
She cries*
“Rest in peace and see you… on the other side of this”.
-Nina

I am calm and collected
Serenity is so precious
Cause sometimes you are your own best friend
I’m one with the earths ends
The stars up in the sky tonight
So happy to be
Alone in the moonlight.
-Nina

That… twinkle in your eyes
That… dimple in your smile
All the little things…
The simplest devine.
-Nina

We were labeled as pagans
Working in mines past the ages
No wage; Simple and plain
Human rights? Disdained them…
Sent to slave labor camps
Passports taken
“entrapt”
But whispers shared
Dared a final snare…
At last the rebellion
Stallions ride.
Swords drawn,
Blood fall.
The streetlights flickered out
Ousted the corrupted snouts.
Too many centuries
Come and past…
At last
The fall of the Ziggurat…
-Nina

They said I couldn’t have my cake… and eat it too.
Clearly they did not know… How to consume food.
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She was so full of such silliness.
The silliness was baffling.
An astounding amount of silliness
An incomprehensible silliness
A silliness that surpassed the sands of time
Forever and ever and ever…
Was the silliness…
…
Anyways, want some cake!?
-Nina

Let the creativity flow
There are no mistakes in growth
Simply lessons
You are no lessor
Keep your head high
and your eyes on the prize…
-Nina
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