Tripping through the time, our souls had reached to meet at this skyline. Risking my soul's peace, my feelings are out for you to see. With this poetry book, I allow you to get into my head and unclasp all my hidden feelings. Disclaimer: Very slow updates as the author is busy reading other books 🦋

"How are you not sick?"

Welcome, we are all mad here In... Wonderland. ♠️🃏🤍 'In... Wonderland' is my thirteenth full length poetry collection, written specifically with themes of surrealism, folklore and fairytales in mind. These poems transport you to a whimsical, story-driven world in which the clouds swirl in dazzling neon colors, rivers flow with sparkles on the riverbed and the people are forever youthful; an elder never to be seen. Find peace In... Wonderland. Find love In... Wonderland. Find hope In... Wonderland. Find you In... Wonderland. 🤍🃏♠️

"The rest is silence decorated in confetti". 💀🦋 'Psychology', my fourteenth poetry collection, explores and examines the lives of two fictitious and purposefully stereotypical characters: Jack, the popular sports-star who is his hometown's hero and Dianna, the pretty blonde girl who seems to have it all. However, very quickly, Jack and Dianna's lives are exposed as raw, real and ugly. In exploring themes of love, loss, loneliness, addiction, illness, grief and the macabre, 'Psychology' highlights the human condition in all of its abject, repulsive and beautiful glory. Cover: Dan Susa.

❝we're all sluts; we screw people's lives all the time.❞ [ no more updates, sorry ]

This is a story full of journal entries about a boy, no--MAN, with an overactive imagination, unrelenting sarcasm, and very little interest in his history class. This is also a story full of constructive and not-so constructive comments by the tired man who's forced to grade them.

∆|● As the sun wakes up And I feel the coldness again My side is empty But my eyes are filled again.. ~L.G ∆|● Classy jewels, black lips welcome to where we all merely exist. ∆|●

Poetry collection. Again. I wanted to have my poems of this style in just one collection hence, this. ©bil garcia/ flightywords

Kalopsia (n.) the delusion of things appearing more beautiful than they really are. ® All Rights Reserved to ARM179 2016 - 2017

❝She was pain in the form of the one who broke his heart.❞ All rights reserved. @ o p t i c a l i t y | 2017