flesh and stars in a jar of morphine.

A pencil is the spotlight of a soul. It tells them its okay to overflow. It tells them ideas are art, and that the best ones are masterpieces. Feathers is a collection of poetry by me to convey the beauty and undeniable strife of the world, and emotions, through words. To you. Words are the most beautiful escape from the world when you don't want to be there, or when you're there but don't like it. With words, for some time, its just you and your feelings. Dangerous, but exhilarating.

words are just words until you meet the person that's puts the meaning into them :(:

poems for you. poems for the ex best friends and the lost 'forevers'. poems for the memories that burn and fade before burning again. poems for the emptiness that is heavy and hollow in hearts. poems for the fleeting, fiery moments of happiness that are always worth it in the end. poems for the words that have saved me, the words that i hope will travel the whole world to find you. poems for me. (misc collection ~ some are love poems, sad shit, prompt-inspired, etc) cover credit: @leolantsov #1 on 'teenpoet' Jan. 4, 2021 #1 on 'originalpoetry' Feb. 6, 2021 #1 on 'poetess' Feb. 25, 2021 #1 on 'mypoetry' Apr. 28, 2021 #1 on 'poetic' Jul. 25, 2021

inside the head of a senior girl with mixed emotions about graduating high school in her suffocating hometown

A second collection of my poems from daily writing.

POETRY a collection of my poems from thoughts that have come to me at random

where it pounds the hardest, i kiss myself everyday.

'to indeed be a god.' [ poetry + prose] beautiful cover done by @catmatic

My question marks were never caged but they always find ways to conceal their images and trick the pachydermatous spectator with artifice. Maybe, certainty can be Socrates listening to the mixtape in my closet? Maybe uncertainty can be me without my question marks at all.