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Zenovia Villalobos
Member since June 19, 2026
Member for 1 month, 2 days
The Wednesdays News
Sick like a Monday, displaced like a Thursday.
Gripping on to pastimes, dancing crudely with nostalgia.
Nostalgia that I can’t place like a smudged lens.
Eating the rotting fruit of the orchard to not waste my failure.
Wearing rose colored glasses, to hide the redness in my eyes.
Singing soft lullabies to the deaf and watching stop motion with the blind.
Gawking at a dead screen as I watch a bug crawl and eat my dinner.
Sitting on the floor holding my arms to my chest while singing stories of yesterday's ball of small snails.
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Holding the door closed to my closet, as I hope for tomorrow.
Falling asleep in the bathroom, yet wandering the palace of, my mind.
My mind, It’s my mind.
I’m truly a Tuesday.
A mock Friday and a kiss of Sunday.
But someday it'll be Saturday.
Saturday I will dance to the movies of past and future.
As I kiss a frog and live on Mars.
But now, I hide in the corner.
In the corner, I was picturing the legend of my future and the ambiguity of my past.
The past is not present.
The present is lost to Wednesday.
The day of Wednesday where the newsman yells
“I have no idea what I’m doing”
Zenovia Villalobos’s timeline
- June 2026
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23 TueReceived a critique
on The children of the Weekend from @Clentin
"Welcome to Neopoet, shadow poetry is a great tool to discover various poetic forms! Gives examples and examines the forms! Keep writing! http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/types.html" -
22 MonReceived a critique
on The Wednesdays News from @Geezer
"that one could even take some lines apart and use them more effectively; like: Gripping pastimes, dancing crudely with nostalgia Eating the rotten fruit, so not to waste my failure. Sitting on the floor, singing stories…" -
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19 Fri
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19 FriReceived a critique
on When You Were Freezing from @Geezer
"that you are describing the seduction and romance of a person who found shelter in a winter storm, and when the weather turns good, is eager to be off to new adventures. I swear, an oath as deep as the cut the blade you…" -
19 FriFirst publication
When You Were Freezing (since unpublished)
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19 FriJoined Neopoet
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First poem published 1 days later.
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