four trapped souls in the night. * note: this was a project for my english class, so this was written in one take and is messy af and hasn't been revised since. you've been warned
stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017
I was meant to disintegrate to stardust; but instead, I was reduced to rubble of old buildings and broken skies. © Copyright 2017 by Lily White. All rights reserved.
excerpts from books i'll never write advice & nonsensical blurbs realizations & regrets heartbreak & pain thoughts & fears hopes & dreams shorts & stories forever ongoing, so long as our minds do not stop imagining and inventing and we do not stop living. #1 Poetry 8/19/16 read my new poetry collection: clouds.
Just a small collection of six word stories! ➵ New book "chaotic bliss" out now! ➵ Completed ➵ Stories include works by me and other authors. I don't own their works, but I might not be able to find the source... All credit goes to them! ➵ Please vote and comment!
"that day, he came to me and pointed at the sky, saying, 'What a beautiful, beautiful moon.' but he was all i could see" i write of infinite dreams to escape harsh reality. shortlisted for wattys 2018
Everything remembered must be forgotten. The gods are glorious, and then they are not -- history is an ongoing clock. It trudges on.
a compendium of impetuous diatribes, pretentious poetry and clandestine glimpses of the horrors and woes of a poisoned youth from a washed-up, bitter so-called hipster, who psychoanalyses her own generation. [alternatively called savvy gets pretentious and becomes a know-it-all]
