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Rae 🦋
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Plant lover, cat mother, and poet living in Berlin.
Trying to figure it out, one trauma-dump poem at a time.
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If AI creates an LLM in the middle of the woods, does anyone need to hear it?
December 16, 2025 at 12:58 PM
the #memory
of your hands
holding me
your touch
lingering
on my skin
you trapped
me here
within your sins

take them back
they're yours
not mine
no longer will
I hold this inside
I refuse to continue
holding all the blame
along the truth
I'll speak your name

#vss365
December 16, 2025 at 5:56 PM
clasping at
#boho ideals
colours gleam
and I
can breathe
trickle of water
crunch beneath feet;
doesn't take much
to make me feel complete

#vss365
December 15, 2025 at 1:47 PM
you taste #illicit
on my tongue
I cry for something
sweeter

if staying here
is a mistake
let's make it
together

#vss365
December 11, 2025 at 4:24 PM
melancholy sinks in
when winter hits

the days grow shorter
instead of longer

and the world begins
to lie down and hide

I feel at home
inside my skin

cloaked inside
the dusk, I thrive

for when darkness
surrounds me

my #vespertine
luminescence shines

and finally,
I come alive

#vss365
December 4, 2025 at 2:16 PM
melting into
your soft touch
I lost myself
in glances
intertwined

hot breath
persecuting
every action
broken faith
seeping inside

the acts
you thought
so #chivalrous
filled my weakened
veins with poison

I escaped
with just
my life
but filled
with gratitude
to be alive

#vss365
December 3, 2025 at 11:02 AM
Today is the most Monday-esque Wednesday I have ever experienced
December 3, 2025 at 10:49 AM
my #aphotic existence
is not a source of shame
but a temporary state
that should cause pride
If even a fraction
of the world's politicians
spent half the time
that I have exhausted
in this gloomy zone
maybe the world would be
filled with more kindness
and compassion
than we could dream of

#vss365
December 3, 2025 at 5:08 AM
From the first moment I saw you,
I knew I would always remember you.
Your demeanour, so captivating,
and the way your voice danced quietly
across the air, reaching for my ear.

(1/2)

#vss365
December 3, 2025 at 4:53 AM
It's easy to feel that
you've run out of #options

like the only open door
has shut, trapping you

inside a world of locks.
When you find yourself

in a predicament such as this
remember that doors are not

the only things that open.
Fling ajar that window,

and crawl for your dear life.

#vss365
November 19, 2025 at 1:30 PM
the bedding
shifts
beneath our
bodies
our breath
escapes
in unison

smiles
tugging at
our
lips, we
stretch
our limbs
conjointly

inside our
bubble
we are
safe
curled up
beside
our memories

and if
this
isn't true
#reality
then I
pray
to never
wake

#vss365
November 18, 2025 at 12:59 PM
whenever you try
to get anywhere in life
remind yourself of the fact
that it is life's way of
teaching you resilience
to constantly move
the #goal posts

to combat this
remind yourself to leave
a mark at every new goalpost
so you can look back
and show yourself
how far you've truly come

#vss365
November 17, 2025 at 3:05 PM
Right now, it seems that no matter
how hard I try, I never can quite get
it right. No matter what I say or do,
it will never be enough for you.

I know I'll never make you see
who I am, and that we'll never agree,
still I'll #measure my self-worth
only on what you think of me.

#vss365
November 11, 2025 at 4:22 PM
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Read every word & share with everyone you know. This is real life here in Chicago. Americans need to know this grotesque reality & stand with us.
Kyle Kingsbury is not a journalist. He is not an op-ed writer.

He is a computer safety researcher.

And he has written one of the most compelling, comprehensive accounts of the ongoing hell in Chicago that you could possibly imagine.

In under 1600 words.

aphyr.com/posts/397-i-...
November 10, 2025 at 12:15 PM
lose yourself in #literature
let the words unfurl
into your whole being;
messages of hope
and comfort, spreading
from one brain to another

lose yourself in stories
let the ebb and flow of
the protagonists' adventure
lull you into a half-awake
peaceful slumber of content

(1/2)

#vss365
November 10, 2025 at 2:21 PM
I was never made
for the #deluxe
a life of luxury
never interested me

instead, I'll be found
led beneath the trees
leaves in my hair and
mud slicked on my cheeks

I've always found the price
of extravagance to be far
too dear; never has nature
asked too much of me

#vss365
October 14, 2025 at 1:14 PM
memories
of you
stick
like the
sap
crawling
through
my veins
subduing
the blood
as it desperately
tries to push
through your
#undertone
that somehow
manages to
soil every
single
thing
that ever
brought me joy

#vss365
October 13, 2025 at 6:44 PM
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what do I gotta do to be one of them frogs chilling under a toadstool
October 9, 2025 at 8:19 PM
#libertine:
'a person, especially a man
who freely indulges in
sensual pleasures
without regard
to moral principle'

I always found the use
of the word 'man' curious
it had been my experience
that the women I met
had filled me with much
more liberation
than any man could dream of

#vss365
October 9, 2025 at 2:01 PM
set me alight
reduce me to #ash
tell me you’re nothing
without me

punish me as often
as you believe you can
tell yourself that
you don’t think about me

just never forget
I held you as you cried

and I’ve seen exactly
what you are inside

#vss365
October 8, 2025 at 1:09 PM
I tried so hard
not to #clash with you
but just as naturally as
a wave smacking the cliffside
our stubborn walls collided
we couldn't see the sun
for the clouds, instead
we watched it all
come crashing down

#vss365
October 7, 2025 at 12:21 PM
it is a day to be celebrated
the day you finally #associate love
with safety, warmth, and caring
rather than defiance, sadness, and fear

when that day comes
we should celebrate you
because you got yourself here
as close to 'the other side'
as it is possible to be

#vss365
October 6, 2025 at 11:16 AM
I just adore how the wind whipping through the forest trees outside my bedroom window mimics the sound of waves crashing against the shore.
August 23, 2025 at 6:18 AM
I used to write for the right reasons, but I think I've been losing that recently.

As a result, I've stopped writing.

How do you reclaim the reasons you started writing? How do you quiet down the noise of everything else?

I miss it, but I just can't find the energy to do it.
August 13, 2025 at 6:35 AM