Lolly Vieira

Joined May 2021

169 stories

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Welcome to my writing page where I make sense of all the facets of myself.

I'm an artist of many mediums and strive to know and do better every day.

https://linktr.ee/lollyslittlelovelies

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roots
these days I'm deeply rooted legs covered in mud outstretched arms reach for silent heavens yet the lack of sunshine no longer makes me frail
By Lolly Vieiraa day ago in Poets
To: The monsters under my bed.... Content Warning.
To: The monsters under my bed... I still love you quietly, gently at a distance where my love cannot be seen I still love you
By Lolly Vieira4 days ago in Poets
skEYE
What if the skies are god's eyes? Dark clouds spot her irises With blazing sun pupils Her gaze grows the roots in my garden
By Lolly Vieira7 days ago in Poets
Tapestry Threads
treat each moment in life like a thread woven into a larger tapestry it doesn't mean that every thread is perfect some are frayed, faded
By Lolly Vieira12 days ago in Poets
Hubris
The horrors of humanity have never been more televised. A novel tragedy thrums through waves reaching my eyes and ears any time I flip on a TV.
By Lolly Vieira15 days ago in Poets
Entropic Love
Under the peeling, floral wallpaper, a wretched rumor of rot begins to rewrite the resonance in the room. Brown cigarette stains leak,
By Lolly Vieira16 days ago in Poets
Who? What? When? Where? Why?
Who am I? What am I? When am I? Where am I? Why am I? In my journey through this cosmic sea, though I try to simply
By Lolly Vieira21 days ago in Poets
The Devil is in The Details
My crisp, blue hiking boots steadily carry me up the hill. A light mist and subtle darkness have descended upon the land. The vividly grey moon smiles down on every living thing in these enchanting woods. Blankets of dazzling stars cover me tightly, sending a warm, loving, fuzzy feeling down my spine.
By Lolly Vieira23 days ago in Fiction
Overflow. Top Story - March 2026.
sometimes I overflow like bubbles down the side of a glass blown in through a straw by an overenthusiastic child sometimes it's beautiful
By Lolly Vieira25 days ago in Poets
Map to Motherhood
A mother who can't let go is a mother who robs her child of the external experiences in life shaping, growing all the while
By Lolly Vieira2 months ago in Poets
In & Out of Time
How does one keep the balance of being both in and out of time? I don't mean out of time like rushing, not having enough,
By Lolly Vieira3 months ago in Poets
Spacious Learning
There's a supernova to swallow Breaking angels' bones They snap because they’re hollow I swell with the rising tides Calling the smallest from their hide
By Lolly Vieira3 months ago in Poets

Lolly Vieira

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roots

To: The monsters under my bed.... Content Warning.

skEYE

Tapestry Threads

Hubris

Entropic Love

Who? What? When? Where? Why?

The Devil is in The Details

Overflow. Top Story - March 2026.

Map to Motherhood

In & Out of Time

Spacious Learning

Stories (169)