Death And Glory

In which glory comes from blood stained hands. Copyright © olympis 2016

I, Girl

i am my own god, my own spirit, my own prayer. -- a complete series of 44 poems concerning girlhood, dread, and catholic guilt.

Kayo | 18+

"The Underground Fighter and His Kitten" ❦ Sasha "Kayo" Sokolov is a Russian fighter who was sent to America at a young age. One day, he met a young girl by the name of Everleigh Wilson, who taught him how to speak English, and helped him with his studies. They bonded so easily and became the best of friends. Years pa...

void

sometimes, you feel void. #20 poetry july 14, 2016.

boys i have trusted

falling in love is a disease that will leave this book unfinished until the day i die

MALAMENTE

my disposition on your skin © 072818 , enamoramos

𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞

© 8ront3 xxmviii compilation of writing over the years; poetry, short stories, recollections of experiences.

champagne vomit

volcano brain

青いそら。

「 for a sky full of stars. 」 ＋ICHIGOLD

THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS

come a little closer, i wanna tell u how i feel.

TO KISS VENUS

an exploration of the heart. december 2018

everlasting feelings

❝don't play with my feelings.❞ a collection of short poems and quotes. ✨ #9 in poetry [12/02/18]

BODIES IN OASIS

you've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018

MENTAL FLOSS

THE THIRD MOST IMPORTANT STEP, MENTAL FLOSS TO KEEP THE DECAY AT PAR.

MON CHÉRI

stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017

Twenty

❝ Blow out all the candles, you're too old to be so shy. ❞ © nate k. 2014

moth

i open my closet and i fly out with the skeletons

Abacus

Glass Beads in Rows on Strings

Out In The Blue

if symbolism is meaning, then reasoning is little difference.

Snake.

SNAKE; to creep, sneak. A person or thing resembling a snake in any of various ways; specifically, a treacherous or deceitful person.

No Turning Back

~ Some days, no matter how I stop up my ears, I still hear the bell's knell... ~ This book of poetry explores and exposes my personal struggle, as I witness an entire society turn its back to avoid seeing how its behaviour impacts our fragile, beleaguered Earth. As unspeakably destructive consumerism lays waste to m...

Doors

About the year my father died was when I wanted to be a father.

Suspension

fell upwards but missed the ether (2019)

body

my personal favourites in one book. these all come from older collections. hardly any of the media belong to me

ᴰᴿᴵᴺᴷ ᴹᴼᴿᴱ ᵂᴬᵀᴱᴿ

❝sometimes finding your own vice will teach you to shut up, swallow your own rehab, and mind your own sin. ❞ cover by labyrinth-

of blind heroines and foolish heroes

“i give a fuck. i give a lot of fucks, actually. i'm a prostitute of feelings.”

Goddess

if nothing else works, call your mom. poetry #9

The Undoing of Kira Nakata

The beautiful die young.

In Bloom

"FRAGILE, delicate, broken- words that I hope you never become." A letter from a mother to her future daughter. [#71 in Poetry 1.9.16]

TRANSIENT

I TRY TO PUT COSMIC INTERCONNECTEDNESS INTO WORDS.