I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)

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

I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)

i'll love u when ur gone ©2017, ina

harking back to an earlier poem of mine: poor wendy -- all the heroines get left behind. but she was a darling after all. yes, i very much have tears in my eyes. and it shall be hard to see, and sometimes i won't want to, but i will go on looking anyway. this collection shall be under the tutelage of sylvia plath's poems, and the bell jar and her lovely tortured head, in which i see something quite like mine. i hope it is enough in the end. do tell me if you've seen them. with love eleanor

❝the uprising has begun.❞

virtues are for fools, darling.

"..and just so you know, old sport, that boy eats hearts." copyright © donnastartt 2016

Didn't you know? Destructive youths with killer tendencies and magic in their veins are the best kind. book i, first draft © 2019, arkhaic

"GOD SAVE ANYONE WHO STANDS IN HER WAY." Even the painters couldn't capture the kind of darkness with which she made an empire bow. • winner of thefaefolk's book of the month • © sianna okaat 2017 • 284 in fantasy • 5 in #tarot •