Centa Therese
@cent24.bsky.social
Poet, photo/print artist, somatic healer, cat lover.
Interesting. Same thing with government perhaps.
September 7, 2025 at 4:46 PM
Interesting. Same thing with government perhaps.
I love that “reanimates the brain.” So the dullness I feel could be CPTSD and the need is to create, which makes sense to me.
September 7, 2025 at 4:15 PM
I love that “reanimates the brain.” So the dullness I feel could be CPTSD and the need is to create, which makes sense to me.
What kind of insanity is this. What benefit to him?
February 16, 2025 at 5:01 PM
What kind of insanity is this. What benefit to him?
O, I love these. Will see if I can get the book via our library.
February 16, 2025 at 4:57 PM
O, I love these. Will see if I can get the book via our library.
I’m reading it. Apparently strictly iambic pentameter, not that I care.
January 19, 2025 at 7:49 PM
I’m reading it. Apparently strictly iambic pentameter, not that I care.
I’m guessing most here are not friends with Trump.
January 19, 2025 at 7:43 PM
I’m guessing most here are not friends with Trump.
Must have been some other time and place. What about snakes?
December 10, 2024 at 11:26 PM
Must have been some other time and place. What about snakes?
I subscribed to their newsletter. I feel like I have to read a bunch of your work to be able to grok in part your quirky logic…or illogic.
December 10, 2024 at 11:25 PM
I subscribed to their newsletter. I feel like I have to read a bunch of your work to be able to grok in part your quirky logic…or illogic.
What kind of schedule do you have for sending out work?
December 10, 2024 at 11:05 PM
What kind of schedule do you have for sending out work?
Maybe you have a book of Danaisms. Or Dana’s Dadaisms.
December 10, 2024 at 11:03 PM
Maybe you have a book of Danaisms. Or Dana’s Dadaisms.
Take a mood stabilizer like me.
December 10, 2024 at 11:02 PM
Take a mood stabilizer like me.
Bumper sticker that one!
December 10, 2024 at 11:02 PM
Bumper sticker that one!
I wouldn’t her lost years. Mine are enough to mourn.
December 10, 2024 at 11:00 PM
I wouldn’t her lost years. Mine are enough to mourn.