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for the ones who used to love me, the ones who broke my heart, and the one who loves me now. and for you. for all of you. ~ catarine hancock's debut poetry collection. covering topics like love, heartbreak, feminism, growth, and more, these select poems from her book will tug at both your heartstrings and your mind.

(n.) an acutely disturbed state of mind that occurs in fever, intoxication, and other disorders and is characterized by restlessness, illusions, and incoherence of thought and speech. © 2016 merdusa All rights reserved.

"i am the girl they name hurricanes after because my brain was never wired to be calm." // this is a book of firsts. it's the words that have been stuck in my head since the first time i realized that the world is kind of messy, and things happen for reasons i can't quite understand. it's for the ones who broke my heart when i least expected it, and for the ones that didn't leave me in the dust when i swore i deserved it. it's for the time when i started questioning what i thought i knew about the universe. it's for the cautious explorations of the gray areas of right and wrong. it's for that sleepless night that started it all when an entire spectrum of emotions was taking over my bloodstream and i felt like i couldn't rest until i wrote it all out. (credit to @nellaby for the cover!)

Inside of my head lies rooms of emotions, and stories. I don't own this empire of a hotel on my own, though. If you listen and look closely, you'll find blood within every shade of red, ghosts in every mirror, and screams in every ballad. I'm haunted. These rooms have memories that sometimes can only be spoken by the pale figures dancing through the shadows of these hollow corridors and empty, dark, skeleton closets. 2015/mostly 2016

An amateur poet. Writing down my thoughts somehow makes me feel better.

the most silent voice can sometimes be the loudest thinker -- amateur poetry by an amateur person

screaming poetry because I can't scream at you

Ideas and thoughts of mine in poem form.

a slam poetry ✨