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All Because My Stupid Mind Couldn't Think
All Because My Stupid Mind Couldn't Think
 
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All Because My Stupid Mind Couldn't ThinkToussaint HarvestEbookthoughts too troublesome to be expressed vocally, but too important to be pushed away and not expressed at all.
‎Everybody Is Orange
Paint The Sky Blue With Our Skin
 
Paint The Sky Blue With Our SkinToussaint HarvestEbookPaint The Sky Blue With Our Skin (Poetry) Paint the sky blue with our skin is a collection about giving all too much, loving far too deep, and learning-slowly- what it means to survive being emptied. these poems trace intimacy as both sanctuary and sacrifice, where devotion becomes erosion and tenderness is mistaken for performance. across fractured memories, unsent apologies, and moments that linger longer than. the ones who caused them, this book explores what it feels to be loved for what you offer rather than who you are. each poem is a brushstroke of soft-aching, deliberate-layering grief, nostalgia, longing, and self reclamation into ones shared sky. this collection is not about heartbreak alone. it is about watching the blue you gave drip back down from the clouds, realizing it was always yours, and deciding what parts of yourself you'll never give away again.
‎The Weight of Wax.
 
The Weight of Wax.Toussaint HarvestEbookSome things are harder to hold than they are to explain. This book comes from those places. The thoughts that stayed, the feelings I couldn’t put to words, and the moments that changed how I saw myself and the people I kept around me. These pages aren’t my defense, the last words or justification. They’re simply a look at the person behind the words. Love, loss, friendship, family, memory, regret, and everything in between became stories I didn’t always know how to walk with, so I wrote them down. One hundred sixty-plus poems later, I still don’t have all the answers. And I probably wasn’t meant to. Maybe I just needed somewhere to put it all. Someone to talk with- And now, all I have left are the pages.
The Fall
 
The FallToussaint HarvestEbookTHE FALL THE WEIGHT OF WAX: THE VISUALIZER. You've read the words. You've felt what they were trying to say. Now, see them. The Weight of Wax returns-not rewritten, not softened, not solved-but given a world to live inside. Every poem now carries an image. Every page has another way to speak. The same weight. A different way to fall. The Visualizer.
The Forbidden Fruit of Eden
 
The Forbidden Fruit of EdenToussaint HarvestEbookTHE WEIGHT OF WAX: THE FORBIDDEN FRUITS OF EDEN Every garden has something growing beneath it. Some things are beautiful because they were never meant to be touched. Others become forbidden only after we learn what they can take from us. The Forbidden Fruits of Eden wanders through the garden before the bite, the moment of wanting, and everything that remains after the gates close. Across three chapters—The Garden, The Forbidden Fruit, and After Eden—these poems explore love, lust, envy, grief, anger, temptation, control, abandonment, family, and the hunger to be wanted, understood, or chosen. Some stories are old enough to be called myths. Some are personal enough to still have names. And somewhere between the two is a garden that looks a little too familiar. The fruit is waiting. The question is not whether it is forbidden. The question is whether you will take it.
The Story of A Motherless Child
 
The Story of A Motherless ChildToussaint HarvestEbookThe Story of a Motherless Child The Weight of Wax: Midnight Months What becomes of a creation that outlives its understanding of the Creator? Through the staircase to Heaven, the gates of Hell, and the garden that began it all, The Story of a Motherless Child follows a man searching for meaning in a world governed by laws he never wrote and desires he cannot fully explain. Across twelve months, biblical imagery intertwines with the myths of those who reached too far, the ambitions that led nowhere, and the years spent mistaking movement for arrival. As faith grows difficult to hold and temptation leaves its mark, the boundaries between punishment and consequence, longing and hunger, begin to blur. Yet beneath every ascent, every exile, and every unanswered prayer lies an ache he has carried for far long. When the trees begin to speak and the animals bring news from Eden, he returns to the beginning only to witness a story that may explain his own, or reopen everything he thought time had settled. A meditation on creation, desire, divine law, and the cost of being human, this final story of The Weight of Wax asks what it means to live within a design you cannot understand, reach toward a Heaven you cannot yet enter, and stand before a Hell whose gates have already revealed themselves. Some stories end where they began. Others return to find the beginning has changed.
Just Perfect, Another Quiet Room.
 
Just Perfect, Another Quiet Room.Tousssaint HarvestEbookJust Perfect, Another Quiet Room. A collection of poems about underperforming— not the kind that collapses loudly, not the kind that leaves wreckage people point at, but the quiet kind. The kind that looks like being almost on time but never early enough to matter. Like sitting in the back of a room in a chair that folds too easily, wondering when you started choosing places that were meant to be temporary. Rooms you never imagined for yourself. Rooms with soft voices, half-confessions, and stories that sound distant— until one sentence lands too close and suddenly you’re not just listening anymore. You’re remembering. These are poems about quiet failures— the kind that don’t interrupt your life, they become it. About almost trying. Almost changing. Almost becoming someone you wouldn’t have to explain. About the space between intention and action, where days go to repeat themselves and you learn how easy it is to live a life that never fully starts. And still— there is something here that refuses to disappear. Because it takes a strange kind of courage to sit in those rooms, to hear your own thoughts echo louder than anyone else speaking, and still decide to stay. To say your name when your voice doesn’t feel like yours yet. To admit you’ve been absent from your own life without knowing exactly when you left. This is not a story about failure. It’s about someone learning how to sit with himself long enough to stop running from the silence— and realizing, he never left the room. (3・29・26) The continuation of: All Because My Stupid Mind Couldn’t Think, To Paint The Sky Blue With Our Skin, and Before the Feeling Ends.
‎Before The Feeling Ends
 
Before The Feeling EndsToussaint HarvestEbookThis collection is a quiet confession written in the language of love - the kind that blooms, breaks, lingers, and learns how to stay. In these Valentine-tinted pages, love is not just roses and promises, but unanswered calls, healed scars, letters never sent, and memories that refuse to fade. Each poem traces the fragile space between holding on and letting go, between being chosen and choosing yourself. From first warmth to final echoes, these poems follow the heartbeat of love in all its forms -romantic, longing, grateful, and enduring - reminding us that even lost love leaves behind something tender: proof that we felt, proof that we lived, proof that love, once given, never truly disappears. For anyone who has waited, wondered, loved deeply, or learned to love again, this book is your Valentine - soft, honest, and achingly human.