RECTIS CORDE LAETITIA
the moon mirrors the pallor on my face and i sit here retching songs into stone for you
the moon mirrors the pallor on my face and i sit here retching songs into stone for you
this is about the clouds and stars in that space where they say your brain is supposed to be
tap into the sap of a human body we're rich in nutrients and abundant in self pity ___________________________ a poetry book dedicated to unmarked Salem graves @timespieces copyright 2019
you've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018
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.
jus cant shake u
depicts the struggle of the queen who wishes to be loved ©nina, 2017