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AuDHD author of poetry, prose, and magic. Thinks you’re lovely and wants to tell you so. 🇨🇦 🏳️‍🌈 she/her/hers https://linktr.ee/kimberlyvanderhorst
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how lovely, lovely a thing it would be to smell of lemons to move like the sea #poetry

submitted 17 hours ago • 2 comments

the flight of every bird paints a shadow across my face— [the soft brush of feathers, the cool hand of cloud and sky] maybe this is how it feels to be marked deeply, owned by the invisible

submitted 23 hours ago • 0 comments

A tiny cryptid builds an altar out of mushroom caps and pinecone fragments. A woodland goddess watches with bemused affection. #TinyStories

submitted 23 hours ago • 1 comment

dearest, what even are the rules of you what sorrows do you chase beyond the ache-wrought blue where should I tiptoe where should I leap where are the parts I get to keep? #poetry

submitted 1 day ago • 0 comments

oh love, forgive me I didn’t know how to believe that what you saw and came to love was actually me

submitted 1 day ago • 0 comments

Somewhere in the wild woods, where the trees tangle and snarl, a sentient patch of moss dreams of dancing. #TinyStories

submitted 2 days ago • 0 comments

what is a poem if not ache unspoken given bold voice at last

submitted 2 days ago • 4 comments

the way warmth carves pockets in your marrow when you forget to resist the tenderness of a rarely tender world #poetry

submitted 2 days ago • 1 comment

there’s a brevity to her like she’s only the blurb on the back cover of her life story her chapters chafe the tension of her pages building like a storm within her cells but her spine is a stiff thing her fingers brittle and strange and she hasn’t yet found the key to her unleashing #poetry

submitted 2 days ago • 2 comments

A girl makes a bet with the moon and it loses on purpose. Because of this, it must teach her how to swim in moonlight. #TinyStories

submitted 3 days ago • 1 comment

you are terrible at falling down absolutely, gob-smackingly awful at it it’s as if you haven’t practiced not even a little bit at all it’s like you can’t remember the very purpose of a fall like you’ve decided the ground is a terrible place to be you keep getting up you keep choosing to be free

submitted 3 days ago • 1 comment

the calm before has long since past any serenity now lies within the eye inside a #vortex of verse and verbiage of dream and waking thought your lips are a maelstrom your eyes a storm sheltered enough by your affections i open my mouth to taste every drop of your rain #vss365

submitted 3 days ago • 3 comments

lightning on my tongue and thunder on my lips a storm of stolen seconds beyond my fingertips #poetry

submitted 3 days ago • 0 comments

dearest, I think I could adore any face that carried you behind itself

submitted 4 days ago • 1 comment

oh love, aren’t your arms tired from holding up the sun from scudding clouds across the waiting ache of the dire blue above and laying all the roots of all the greenings grounded and all the rivers and the sea aren’t you tired yet of being this much of the world for me? #poetry

submitted 4 days ago • 5 comments

oh, love the way you layer your poems upon my skin plyings of papier-mâché over all the cracks the one before you hammered in #poetry

submitted 4 days ago • 1 comment