my home
was our home
a temple of worship
where all the wondrous
worlds
were trapped between our eyes
consumed in constellations
that beckoned to be ruined
-solitude
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Thorns in Elysian Fields
PoetryA collection of poems that embodies themes of Greek mythology, growth, revival, healing, and love. "she tasted stars between the cracks of her teeth, wondering what it would be like to devour the universe."
VIII
my home
was our home
a temple of worship
where all the wondrous
worlds
were trapped between our eyes
consumed in constellations
that beckoned to be ruined
-solitude
