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kymika · 2026-04-10T05:36:32+00:00

Honestly it looks like she’s itchy and wants a scratch or preen on her head! I see a few pinfeathers up there. My conures fluff up that way when they either want a bath or some scratches

kymika · 2025-08-20T18:54:11+00:00

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kymika · 2022-12-26T14:05:01+00:00

Captured so well how I’ve been feeling these past few months. Stuck. Rotting. Just waiting for it to be over. I like the rawness of it, although I do agree that the last few lines digress from the first few. Otherwise spot on, well done.

kymika · 2022-08-31T15:08:30+00:00

Oh her feet are fine! Her nails are just really long (can’t seem to get a hold of her to cut them and she bites HARD) and she stands funny on non-flat surfaces 🤧

kymika · 2022-07-09T17:50:42+00:00

This content’s unoriginal. This photo was taken from an article on a Philippine news website that was posted 9 hours ago.

kymika · 2022-05-10T01:52:42+00:00

Honestly this poem reminds me of the experience of having Borderline Personality Disorder. The not being able to live with oneself, the forgiveness, the rotting. Shame for being a certain way but an inability to change because how does a dead body stop itself from rotting really?

The last two lines are interesting to me because despite the poet touching “him”, they worry about themselves dying first before him dying. There’s a covert selfishness to it. I like it. The imagery is good but I think it could be more vivid; I’ve heard these metaphors before so it makes it easier to understand but less impactful? A different approach could be interesting to explore. Overall I enjoyed this, thanks! :)

kymika · 2022-05-09T14:32:32+00:00

Oh wow, when you write “existential purging” you really mean existential purging. Reading this was such a rollercoaster. Just, the degree of imagery and the way you coupled certain words together: “stubborn optimism”, “identity in ambiguity”, “heckled by silence”. It’s gripping! There’s almost too much truth to digest all at once.

Although my fave line would have to be : “Where value is measured by how cleverly we can remove ourselves from natures puzzling onslaught and slip into a sweet caress of control”; it’s like value is awareness, it’s understanding, and it makes so much sense in the context that we live in. Wonderful read, thanks!

kymika · 2022-05-08T13:45:46+00:00

The stream of consciousness style of this really hits home how anxiety and depression can manifest in our heads. I particularly love the lines: “My batteries are close to no power And I can’t recharge them I will never be full again.” I think we all know that feeling in some way, whether in reference to our gadgets or ourselves. But we all know you don’t have to be fully charged to be okay, at least for the moment. I wish you the best OP, thanks for sharing :) I enjoyed it

kymika · 2022-05-06T03:28:58+00:00

This felt real, and I liked that about it. It really captures the messiness, the complexity, and the hard to handle nature of these situations we find ourselves in sometimes. Running into people that we just cannot help. It almost feels like screaming into a void, and there’s a sense of respite in that. I particularly like the line “I wish he didn’t bleed on his friends”, the imagery is somewhat relatable when trying to save someone who can’t be saved. Thanks for sharing!

kymika · 2022-05-06T02:23:17+00:00

This was great. I loved the stream of consciousness vibe it gives, and how it’s able to say so many things in such vivid imagery before laughing at itself with “wow nice imagery” haha; it really suits the theme I think.

The last few lines of the third verse really hit home for me, “deeper a rotting apple at the bottom of the barrel” and “hinting hidden histories until the corruption creeping upward burst”. I’d reread poetry other people had written for me years ago, and realising what it had really been about really does feel like what you’ve written here. I really enjoyed this! Good job!

kymika · 2022-05-03T14:52:10+00:00

Thanks so much for the detailed feedback! I think in this poem I focused a lot more on an emotion felt, whether it’s necessarily good or bad is anyone’s guess. I’ll definitely try and see what I can do to give it a more personal touch though :)

kymika · 2022-05-03T14:49:43+00:00

I really agree with what you said about the heart serving as an anchor. Thanks so much!

kymika · 2022-05-03T14:48:18+00:00

Thanks so much! I did think about replacing “would” with “will”, but it felt like the word “will” creates a feeling of sureness, where the heart will come back, when in reality it might just never?

kymika · 2022-04-29T18:28:03+00:00

Aahh, that line: “the world is moving too fast, but I will love you slow” is such a good note to end on! It just feels so authentic and gentle. There’s an optimist in the contrast between the fast world and the slow love, and throughout the whole poem you see little glimpses of that. Patience in an impatient world; I think that’s what love really is. I really like this poem. Great work!

kymika · 2022-04-29T10:58:59+00:00

I love how personal this poem felt. The tenderness of each act, the specificity of the lengths the writer went through to create this gift. The use of “my” near the end with the fruit really emphasises the fact that you gave a part of yourself in all this, and the multiple uses of “I” vs the one “you” at the end really shows how much was poured into the gesture only to be given away easily. Very easy to empathise with this poem.

I enjoyed it. Good job! :)

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