TREMBLE
wither, with him, within
saturn rises from the valley of my neck and sets in the folds of my hell-drunken veins [ #1 in poetry, 1.25.19 ]
"golden head by golden head." A poetry collection by and for women who love women. © adroite 2016
about a girl's summer romance that doesn't last as long as she thought it would. about a girl recovering from the heartbreak of a breakup and the possibility of finding love elsewhere. all artwork by helen frankenthaler.
drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017
poems I wrote whilst waiting for spring. colleen cosette goodman © 2018
short stories and misc stuff. - FOREWARNING: I wrote these three years ago. suffice to say that the writing is not fully edited or smooth. read at your own risk.
pretentious poetry. FOREWARNING: this was written over three years. my style changes dramatically, as does everything else. quality of pieces varies.