crush my softly ― i am delicate.

i hear screams in my head and they prompt me to hurt you.

It feels springy I enjoy spring here is spring poetry

love and loss and language ･:*:･ﾟ☆ no. 1 in poetry june 18, 2019

Jack the Ripper story from his own point of view Influenced by the original news and police reports and the film From Hell This was a coursework piece

All the letters of the alphabet aren't enough to tell such a tale. | In which a boy mysteriously disappears in broad daylight. A story told over 18 hours, the most nerve-wracking of Linda's life, and the most interesting of Jason's. | A chilling 15 minute read. | cover by disporum

i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. ©achillics

sweet, sweet, added sugar.

where it pounds the hardest, i kiss myself everyday.

drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017