invisible, me?
ghosty sweet for all to see
tis halloween, boo
A dyslexic dreamer who once thought reading and writing were beyond reach. Yet here I am, an artist, wordsmith, and illustrator—ready to weave stories and poems from my artwork.
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love this poem
Supercute haiku! I adore the painting too!
Well-wrought! Mmmmm... Halloween cake.
Awww, this was so adorable! Loved it!
This is so cute!
Aww. That is so sweet.
Such a sweet scare
Aww how sweet the poem and the watercolor. Perfect for a children's book in my opinion.
Lovely picture and lovely words
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Comments (9)
love this poem
Supercute haiku! I adore the painting too!
Well-wrought! Mmmmm... Halloween cake.
Awww, this was so adorable! Loved it!
This is so cute!
Aww. That is so sweet.
Such a sweet scare
Aww how sweet the poem and the watercolor. Perfect for a children's book in my opinion.
Lovely picture and lovely words