The death, the life, and the recounting of Juliet.
virtues are for fools, darling.
a natural hierarchy
we're all a bit insane?
A series of short and unrelated paragraphs and thoughts.
volcano brain
you can't run from it _ PROSE/POETRY © nyxmph_ 2022
Collected phrases and fragments.
words etched onto the metal railings of the creaking ferris wheel
everything i have ever written for her
shoved a needle in my brain and now my head won't stop bleeding
honeyed lips and a milk stained tongue is your tea before church.
