please don't die
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
"i warm you like i would any trembling child; in my two bare hands." ok so. basically me writing about the most mundane shit and making it so so dramatic. eg: hiccups.
[ TO AMÉLIE, THE MOON ] floating listlessly to mars, recounting the story of two lovers separated by stars. i've told this one before, haven't i?
© 8ront3 xxmviii compilation of writing over the years; poetry, short stories, recollections of experiences.
drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017
you could say he gave birth to Pandora's box and we left it on her doorstep ______________________ a poetry and prose anthology centered around politics, civil rights, feminism, self-acceptance, love, etc. and inspired by artworks. @timespieces Copyright 2018
This is a collection of poems i have written over time. Hope you enjoy Diolch yn fawr- R.A.Jones
these days of youth grow shorter, while my lips are bleeding for relief. [3/3: "A COLLECTION OF: ODES TO YOUTH"]
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
"WITCHES bleed black blood." Six individuals. One secret that will shatter their kingdoms.