to accept, to release, to breathe and be free is tantalizing in itself.

stitching storms between wilting boyhood and pulchritude debris.

A story of romance, mystery, heartbreak, and adventure. Chantelle Willow is a 17 year old black girl, with alcoholic problems and family quarrels, Chantelle struggles to fit in with her school and her friends. Until one day, her life changes forever when her sister is killed. Chantelle and her new friend, Ben, go on an adventure across the country to find her murderer. ~Previously a Readers Choice Nominee 2020~ STORY INSPIRED BY HANNAH PEEL'S SINGLE "THE ALMOND TREE"

my poetry smells like mint and lemon and tells all the white boys to fuck off ©KELLY2017

love, stop reading hope in epileptic smiles

attaching beauty to abstract concepts

i once was a young girl, honeycomb heart dripping with liquid memories and stardust dreams.

ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀɪᴇs ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ᴡᴀʟʟ © summerswylde

Where I self sabotage pieces of my heart.

the cigarettes won't save me now. yet, the lungkiller sits mercifully between my teeth to grant me a temporary bliss in exchange for my health. it's not like i'm going to live forever. OR i've glitterglued my bones together and taped my eyes open; you're everywhere in my mind and the veins in my heart (whatever's left of it) has run rotten and the way my lip has been abused to get rid of your leftover molasses is astounding but why aren't you gone? you haven't erased yourself from my history, instead letting the fading lines slice into me and baby i'm running out of sweetness; you may just turn me bitter.