Maria Mocha

Spring Flowers

How can nature be so gorgeous, bursting with colors and dynamic shapes? So gorgeous!! I must share.

Can humans listen to the cries from the Earth?

My ode to nature’s sunshine in a cup.

All humans are flawed. How does it feel to express that about yourself?

When you feel things that others can’t, you see things others don’t see, how do you express all of this in words?

What happens when a rejected poem speaks? What does it say? How does it feel?

I am posting a love letter to Shanghai that I wrote early last year.

Moving forward from chaos and madness that my intuition knew would take place.

Shout out to my readers and subscribers.

This is dedicated to my ancestors.

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