i am awake
and
eating up every ray
of moonlight
i can wrap my fingers
around.
YOU ARE READING
little blue flowers
PoetryA collection of original poetry by Ella Petrichor. Highest Rank: #152 in Poetry (6/14/18) **COMPLETED** ::Excerpt:: "betrayal along the seams" A melancholic pallor lining her face She stood in the doorway Beating the shit out of that old rug As thou...
in my paracosm
i am awake
and
eating up every ray
of moonlight
i can wrap my fingers
around.
