Another creature sitting on my window sill.

Hello to all of you beautiful spirits out there in the world!

Today I want to introduce you to another creature sitting on my window sill. This plant doesn’t have a name and, to be perfectly honest, I don’t even know the species (but if you do, I would highly appreciate you sharing your knowledge in the comments section). Yes, I’m not much of a gardener so this particular plant has quite the will to live, I’d say.

It was gifted to me by a good friend last winter, and I’ve been trying my very best to keep it alive. Until last weeks, the situation looked pretty bad but now, due to the sun light and me remembering to water the plant, it is starting to thrive in a completely new way! I think we all can be very proud of me. I will keep you guys updated of the situation in the weeks to come. And if you suddenly don’t hear about me like, ever again, you know who to blame…

Yours,

Miah

The Promise.

Came up with a quick poem by watching the sun setting in my favourite tone of colours yesterday evening. I just wanted to add a small disclaimer that the prose that I write is completely fictional so it doesn’t always correlate with my personal life or views in general. It’s just some sort of post-modern poetry and should be enjoyed as such! The characters and events have their own life that should be analysed as such, not in reference with me (even though you get to know the writer a little bit better in the process).

Yours,

Miah

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THE PROMISE

The sky is violet

Full of violence tonight

Promising a good day

For a rain maker like me

Responsible for

Humidity and mist

Of the windy seas.