Dead Poets Club ✓
I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
"if you're still the boy i used to believe in, then don't try to save me." (a poor attempt to write icarus x apollo. please don't mind me. this is a mess.)
contrary to a deluge, these are tender thoughts relished for their sweetness & conciseness 2020 © rosy
a collection of shorts written over the course of a blossoming summer and among the electric vitality of 63 sunsets