The idea for this poem was originally drafted as a placeholder within WordPress in 2018, inspired by a SciShow episode. The episode was titled “5 Things Humans Got Really Wrong About Our Bodies.” That night, I drafted the idea to write a poem when I learned about Miasma theory. This is an aged medical theory about air… or “bad air” if you will. Also known as “night air,” Miasma theorists concluded breathing it could lead to the Black Death and other diseases. Tonight… I followed through on the idea and crafted a poem.
noxious fumes of bad air drift pushing past the barrier
real love floats false friendship sinks into a ghost of what you were
miasmal dream a ghastly sight straight poisonous and untold
history was made it’s there to keep know the night air will be cold
noxious fumes of bad air drift pushing past the barrier
real love floats false friendship sinks into a ghost of what you were
At work, I’m one woman amongst a team of all male directors. A few months ago, one of them sent me this meme. I thought it was hilarious and loved it. I guess that’s how he sees me. Often close to reality this seems. It’s that awkward moment! Glad some think that’s bad ass! I have this on my fridge.
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Not long ago we went to a dinner party with some gym peeps at Theo’s house. It was a nice evening. We were able to explore his museum-like decor with artifacts and professional photographs reflective of his travels, however, Marcus’s “Mandrill Cake” won the spotlight that evening. It was a creative spin on a decorative, high-protein cake to honor our gym and I loved that idea! Of course I took this custom muscle recipe straight to Martin, the owner of Mandrill’s ’cause it was so coo’!
Lover of REALNESS... smart people with large brains... strong people with human weakness... all things divine and magical... and anything that makes my heart beat, my mind race, my body hurt, or my soul ache.
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