socializ

Com­mu­ni­ca­tion
out of
even
just per­ceived need
boosts me through
so much
shyness,
but then fiz­zles out al­most immediately. 

Lit­er­al­ly went up to strangers like 

“I heard you talk­ing about mak­ing this iden­ti­cal mis­take I made in col­lege and here’s why you shouldn’t”

and then when they tried to be nice and friend­ly and ex­press ap­pre­ci­a­tion I got squirmy and ran away. 

10/10 so­cial­iz­ing, Mel.
 
 

—mel­ony ppenosyne

Flom­mist Mel­ony Ppenosyne is a writer and weird artist type. In the last year alone, she’s trav­eled to Vir­ginia as a com­pet­ing poet, co-writ­ten a play on men­tal ill­ness that is present­ly be­ing pro­duced, and craft­ed a pub­lished es­say check­ing the priv­i­lege and scope of art gal­leries. Copy­right © 2018 Mel­ony Ppenosyne.

MOR D’ARTÍCULOS  MOR FLOMM !

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