Dead Soul

memories of grief, for the losses still hurt.

i love you but i think i'd be better off if we never met

i hate that i can't get away from you. i hate that you are in my life. this is for you.

RUSTED MACHETES

POETRY & PROSE. plucking roses from the dents in the wall

thank you, have a nice day!

it will make sense in the morning.

skullcrusher

the only things i dare to know. © all rights reserved juno / summertwine

HUMILITY

a distasteful collection of unholy experiences. © all rights reserved juno / summertwine

TREMBLE

wither, with him, within

the jungle, the jungle

in four parts

𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐬

𝑊𝐸 𝑀𝐸𝐸𝑇 𝐵𝑌 𝐴𝐶𝐶𝐼𝐷𝐸𝑁𝑇.

SENSORY OVERRIDE

a philosophical midnight pilgrimage through elusive facets of feeling & healing

the failings of a surgically healed heart | a collection

「 WATTYS 2019 WINNER 」 the failings of a surgically healed heart, is a series of autobiographical poems arranged into six thematic parts to form a collection which examines the idea of the collective and how that informs individual. i. family an exploration of my relationship with the men and boys in my household and...

i am just like you (i am lonely)

mad·ness (n): love and depression, exploding in unison.

Ink on Paper

The thoughts of a thinker are dangerous. Truly. Just a few words to get those cogs turning. 2020 poetic rants and stories.

VOX NIHILI

as silence takes you into her soporific arms, listen to the sound of her dying heartbeat

nymphet poetry

poems about my life as a nymphet -questioning a brain that was hardwired a little differently- TW: substance abuse

silkworms in my throat

i swallowed a rotten tongue

put me on a saint candle

lace me in acid and call me holy

𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩 𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔢𝔱𝔠𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔞

𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬; 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐝

LOCUS AMOENUS

where wanderlust and a well-travelled writer dance to the ever-fickle tune of vicarious words

HUMAN PSYCHE

because that which makes us human is that which we think makes us less human

A FILM FOR YOU

glossy words put together to make you feel in the middle of a cruel saccharine melody.

all the pretty boys

fraud.

Landscape

You only hinder yourself by concealing those feelings under a concrete mask. But remember, concrete cracks and I see your unmarred skin that's not tasted the flavour of living. You hide like a guilty thief. You steal away the experience so open your eyes, your mind, your heart to the landscape known as Emotion. ***...

for the guy with the grey sweater

for the guy i see every so often but i'm too shy to talk to

japanese boy, i hate you

a story where i met this one japanese boy who kind of changed my life and he made me believed that I deserved someone better.

comfort lies

a short poem I wrote about living most of my brief life indoors. inspired by the movie "the virgin suicides"

pomegranate absinthe

getting high on the good life, drunk on falling.

Poetry by Sylvia Plath

Simply a collection of poems by my favorite poet and author, the lovely Sylvia Plath (1932-1963). **None of these poems belong to me (obviously).**

lesbian poetry for the heart

a collection of poems about girls written by a gay girl

letters to her; a collection of poems

a collection of poems written by a girl, for a girl she used to love, and maybe still does.