Gina C.

Joined December 2021

0 stories

Bio

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Twice-published in Vocal's Moment of Freedom Collection:

My Soul of Red
Free Verse

Free-Form poet of ethereal style🧚‍♀️✨

Fantasy writer

Follow my "Ghosts of Relationships' Past" series here on Vocal :)

TT: poetry.in_pajamas

Achievements (2)

Stories (121/0)

Slowly Vanishing
I was stupid to have fallen for you. There’s no way to look around it - I was like a puppy… I was lost and I imprinted on your debonair and every move.
By Gina C.a day ago in Poets
Don Juan
I still remember how my heart rate escalated as we stood there. I had always been in “love” with you, and it was “love”, I thought
By Gina C.5 days ago in Poets
Poetic Moment #1
When - like the stars in a constellation - you're able to connect the dots... and suddenly, everything makes beautiful sense. 🤍
By Gina C.8 days ago in Poets
Stranger
Sneaky, how The time has changed us. Remember when we used to be each others’ "Absolutely"-- kindred spirits & best friends?
By Gina C.9 days ago in Poets
Parallel Universe
Photosynthesis of all these daisies has me wonder: Am I capable or crazy: crafting Romance from the sun? All we did was talk of quantum physics (as we)
By Gina C.9 days ago in Poets
Diluted Heart
Your kiss is whiskey: Love, I assume. (But it’s just) eighty-percent proof. * -Gina C. 🧚‍♀️✨ * Updated Version (Not a haiku...I think I like this one better):
By Gina C.12 days ago in Poets
Top Story - May 2024
MiragesTop Story - May 2024
I’d always placed you on a pedestal. Incredible you were--your castle glimmered in the sky. I was always stagnant as I watched you there:
By Gina C.13 days ago in Poets
Fire's Last Nerve
Eggplant-purple on the highway— Carefree on the crescent, California coast, Little do our parents know: we’re teenaged spirit chasing woes with phantom weed and gumdrop ghosts.
By Gina C.18 days ago in Poets
All At Once
Earth, in her Circadian rhythm, Listens as the skylarks hush (and the) Insects time their iridescent, buzzing wings to curiosity’s
By Gina C.18 days ago in Poets
Her Denouement
Every day at break of dawn, I Cradle a new darling—a new fawn Lightly in my palms (as) fingers leap above a stage of keys in lyrical ballet. This
By Gina C.18 days ago in Poets
The Sunshine House
Enveloped within a globe of hill and tree, Corrine and Robert Morbidelli lived: Legacies of Italy: though “Nana and Nono” they shall always be, to me.
By Gina C.23 days ago in Poets
Illuvial We Are
Even in this dwindled aura, in our Chaos--on this dim, unkindled, sallow road to Oz and through it all--we become more
By Gina C.24 days ago in Poets