to the boy who wanted nonfiction but who I gave poetry to. these are poems I never gave to you. All rights reserved © 2017 immortalitatis- cover by my lovely friend @hurtcopain

can i stop wanting you, now? © 2019 immortalitatis- cover by the beautiful @hurtcopain

there's bravery in being soft

my poetry smells like mint and lemon and tells all the white boys to fuck off ©KELLY2017

i ravaged his holy church with the hellfire he poured into my veins • © sianna okaat 2017 • p120-180817 •

my disposition on your skin © 072818 , enamoramos

we're specks of the void.

you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar, my father would say i find it kinda funny that even though i am honey, you refused to stay.

A collection of poems about different mental health problems

Freshly handpicked sentiments and moments from the garden of everyday affairs, the attentive selection of ingredients that go into curating the savoury recipes of life, ones that are handwritten to tingle your perceptual tastebuds. *** ©theeloquentwriter, 2020