Tumblr Is A Private Place. It's Just Me And The Same 5 Mutuals. It's Intimate You Get It

tumblr is a private place. it's just me and the same 5 mutuals. It's intimate you get it

A year ago I was feeling really bad and didn't really know what was going on so I went to reddit to see if anyone has like a checklist that helps checking if the thing you're feeling is actually A Thing or if it's just an ocd spiral I'm stuck in. Thankfully, there was someone who had a little checklist and idk it really resonated with me and I know checking and ocd aren't the safest match, but it helped me and illustrating it gave me a nice little project for a while and I think it doesn't look to shabby, so I thought I'd share

Cactus Fruit

While my name is a flower

I was never meant to make

Or have the power

to create

An orchid blossom in the desert

Because I was supposed to

create a cactus

Nopales

Agave

Pinos y

Huizaches

Shifting from a gardener

to a landscaper

Transitioned to a foreigner

Where people escaped her

So I learned how to grow tunas.

Vegetating comestible fruit

My love feeds the roots

Bajo cada luna

Spikes emerge

Stiff and strong

Pink blushes deeper

Until

Someone who is courageous enough

Enticed with the fruit’s intensity

Will take a bite

Savor its complexity

And divine difficult plight

That brought it life

Simtulating each papillae

For a unique profile

Which another cannot replicate

In soft soils, without smiles.