So I found this caterpillar on my way to class
We’re bros
do you ever just feel like Grace & Lilly. x
Eyes of the forest. Aspen trees
to run after being kissed
it’s not a haiku guys! i wrote this a while back to be lyrics, but i thought i would have some fun in ai and make something to pair this writing with. not my usual topic to write about but it’s fun to switch it up :)
prompt: describe yourself in the form of a recipe!
here’s mine:
start by basing your soup in a hearty vegetable broth, complete with jersey tomatoes and twigs and flowers from random philadelphia parks or the jersey pine barrens. sprinkle in paprika, the smiles of her family and friends, saffron, and her collection of rocks and shells from the shoreline. add in her favorite phrases from the current book that she’s reading to enhance the flavor. as the soup simmers, you may hear the sounds of dodie, pinegrove, queen, gorillaz, and her current obsession of carol king. serve in a colorful bowl designed like a mosaic in barcelona. all other ingredients can be found while mindlessly walking through the aisles of a philadelphia trader joe’s.
possibilities
reveling in melodies
and their remedies
REALLY interesting how this works, try it out
bishop boar on a camel
book of hours, Provence, ca. 1440-1450
NY, Morgan Library & Museum, MS M.358, fol. 13r
YAY BERNIE