water coloured dreams

ur brain birthed a fruit tree out of our love ©2017, ina

graced poetic rambles & what-not. lower-case intended.

you are the sun and i am proxima centauri: a low-mass star, too faint to be seen, yet closest to you

i'm the lustrous beam that peers through your window. february 2019

Once upon a time, we shared our wicked blisses. But in the end, they were nothing but cocaine kisses. Highest ranking: #42 in poetry

an exploration of the heart. december 2018

what's to believe? october 2019

this is a collection of poetry focused on trauma, nature, and the intertwining of humanity. a lot of it is self focused

sticky cantaloupe sunrises & kissing ur soft honeydew mouth