childproof
Profile
I’m Maria; I exist only in theory.--
Senior in high school; art major; philosopher; book nerd; photographer; psuedo-writer; attempter of getting some sort of recongnistion-er; indie chick; GSAer; music lover; coffee addict; bad dancer; appreciater of good wine and bad booze; story teller.
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child-proof.deviantart.com
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Groups
childproof is a member of 1 on 1: The Fine Art of Portraiture , All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Finks of Inks, Lesbian and Bi-Women's Art, Let There Be Rock!, Life Session Expressions, Live Music Photography - 2 per day, Minimalism, Painters In Modern Times, Printmakers and Printmaking and Toy Camera.
Writing
Never Stop Dying
Today is the day the sunshine revealed its false happiness to me. / All those days of reassurance from its warm summer days, / bodies entangled in exhaustion under dead trees by back roads, / were t…
Innocence
We used to lay down in tall grasses and listen / To worlds hidden in crickets singing in unison. / Your slim fingers would walk a path / Through the folds of my cotton shirt. / Voice like opium trembl…
Sugar
The breath by my ear mimics the warm summer air around us—moist and sweet like sugar. Your bare tree-branch arms stab my chest every time they twitch, but it’s okay. It reminds me of the fact …
Drug Years
Let’s stuff our minds with cotton / And mute the sounds of the outside world. / Thread our hair back and sequence our eyes. / We’ll be the prettiest taxonomy in Darwin’s world. / We&…
Run-ons
We spoke about / Cliched guitar-string suicides cutting our throats standing in a paint-chipped / disaster and simultaneously killing ourselves in a dark room while we all wore second-hand / Nikes. / …
White Frost
Upon discussing the better output for death / Frost or flames / I choose frost. / I heard it’s like falling asleep / And I wouldn’t mind sleeping in your arms forever. / (They say you die …
