「 for a sky full of stars. 」 ＋ICHIGOLD

oh romeo, why must you be born a montague? ©contra, 2016

impulsive bloodlines / mental trysts

i squeeze the tar out my brain

poetry is a visceral string of four years of summer

murder has never been sweeter. kill your darlings and meet your maker. • • • indefinite hiatus, can be regarded as complete.

of seismic homosexual incisions made in the brain of a 1950's nihilist

of grassy meadows and sunlit dreams // poetry of the honey sweet love

ARGLE BARGLE WITH A DASH OF HONEY FLAVOURED NOSTALGIA.

[ POETRY/PROSE ] ʸᵒᵘ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃˡˡ ᵐᵉ ˢᵃᵏᵘʳᵃ.