Manifesting success… between snacks and existential dread.
Needles and All By: Roxanne Rose, oh rose, once crimson and tallNow droops in woe as her petals fall.Barbs and burrs keep away all othersBut one stops to nuzzle and and admire her color.Her charm restored as others now saw;Roses want to feel beautiful, needles and all.
“It’s not how often a heart breaks but how we continue to share its pieces.” —TSF
“Poised on your sleeve are my soul and mind, for my heart is always yours regardless of time.” — Roxanne, The Sacred Fox
The Sacred Fox 