Isalsaurus

annoyingly my scheduled posts weren't working! six chapters of christmas lights are now up for your reading pleasure

Isalsaurus

So… sad beautiful tragic is over! My girls have got their happy ending. 
          This book is special to me. It feels golden and warm, and like it reflects all the emotions of teenage girls. Thank you to the people who have read it already, and if you haven’t please go and take a look!
          
          So… what comes next?
          
          Another lesbian romance book of course! Please feel free to vote for one of these titles (each have their own unique plot):
          - An Hour Each Way
          - Real People
          - Life is Short
          -  a mystery fourth option

Isalsaurus

from today until the end of this month, one chapter of dear universe will be coming out every day at 10am GMT. dear universe is a labour of my love from about two years ago, and was meant to be my second published novel (and i may still publish it if people want physical copies) but i've decided it's time for it to face the sun. that book means a lot to me, but is hard-hitting at times... i can't wait for you to read it xx

Isalsaurus

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adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness [ 28th january 2023 ] 
          
          heart that loves waters of wrinkles, a grave that loves a man of death and bones;  years of cold and hours of a backyard mirrors. floods of decades, hormones of violence; peace of unfamiliarity, an autumn of heart ache. 
          
          a jam of blue as a fight of love, a poet centuries old lurking in the present; lemons and neighbours, peaches and lungs. sins sacred before mercy, broken palms and roads of birth; sunset embroidered with veins, years fossilised with ricochet pain. 
          
          frosted letters, casual accents; love of bruised knuckles, a sip of sacred venoms. fingers of declaration, windshield dust; a lump of liability, a suffocated drink of laughter. an island where a soul sinks, oceans where the bodies bath; a thread of silk that cuts like glass. 
          
          evaporated pressure, fiery torrents; soul frozen and waltz of wakefulness. meadow of dawn, a canopy of a pleaide; frothing yearns and rippling reasons. death so close, yet addressed as cold; not every flower can be sweet, not every good heart can have enough honey. 
           #adropofhumanity

adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness ( 21st january 2023 ) 
          
          bruised october, champagne bread; weeping permissions and tightened braids. a mother of brass, windows of pages; ebbs of midnight, divided miseries. 
          
          copper sprain, malachite oxygen; birds of meetings, broken silences. venn of the woods, the wind and the windpipe; foreign vowels, submerged wrinkles. wet crayons, scents of blue; crisp metaphors and pigeon hues. 
          
          palms of desserts, midnight sober; fire that slips, a womb of sonnets. lemonade poems, an annihilating waist; casual grave, a whisper of conclusions. a poet of confessions, a sky of sin; sacred rain, storm antique. 
          
          blurry opals and cigarette soliloquies; swaying septum and a bouquet of tattood ribs. spine of butter, vinegar patio; breastbone shelter, cronus love. white doorstep, a welcome ghost; trees forget leaves, winter shrinks bones. 
           #adropofhumanity