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A gem that's worn on hearts of Queens,
A heart war Heros wear,
The heart of geodes, yet unseen,
The color of despair.

The colored mane of unicorns,
Pastel paint to ooze,
The deep prayer of the unborn

The color of a bruise.


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis
August 2025
It’s hard for me
to read good books—
the kind that pull me in,
where I live inside the characters’ lives.

I begin to become the story,
and then, suddenly,
the urge to write bursts open in me.

Ideas tumble over each other,
and I rush to my notes app
to catch every drop of inspiration
before it slips away.

A book I could read in an hour
stretches into days,
because reading
always makes me want to write.
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