Atlas Goes Globetrotting
shattered shoulders; we mix earth with water, sink limbs into runny clay it is melancholy, it is anger, it is resentment, it is longing ~a poetry collection~
shattered shoulders; we mix earth with water, sink limbs into runny clay it is melancholy, it is anger, it is resentment, it is longing ~a poetry collection~
small enough to eat, large enough you'll choke if you swallow whole. thoughts embroidered on fate's tapestry, what shape do you see? whether walking on the shore or through dense forest; you will step on past events, lingering whispers of history. If you were capable of hearing them, they'd sound like a teapot, const...
poems I wrote whilst waiting for spring. colleen cosette goodman © 2018
i just want to feel okay again. poems written circa 2017-2020. what a wacky time to exist. if a lot of these seem unhinged it's probably because most of them were written while i was in a very abusive relationship. tw for occasional themes of addiction, sex, sh.
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
funny story; i write poetry but hate them all. heres the ones i hate the least i tried really bad to make a good cover. i promise
i have feelings i can't explain. all i know, is that they're because of you.