and so with that, in conclusion, sometimes all there's needed is a scream to shatter the glass around your own heart. tryna be poetic or whateva (not really succeeding tho!)

mother told me that funerals are always cold. cover by jessie willcox smith

ode to a life not lived

my lovers meld together

creativity is just a blend of the [ a writing collection. ] truth and mistruth.

"GOD SAVE ANYONE WHO STANDS IN HER WAY." Even the painters couldn't capture the kind of darkness with which she made an empire bow. • winner of thefaefolk's book of the month • © sianna okaat 2017 • 284 in fantasy • 5 in #tarot •

I TRY TO PUT COSMIC INTERCONNECTEDNESS INTO WORDS.

I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)

I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)

ARGLE BARGLE WITH A DASH OF HONEY FLAVOURED NOSTALGIA.