Hurricane Season
I started a new chapter In the book called “Hurricane Season” You are the reason I’ve completely lost my head … Continue reading Hurricane Season
I started a new chapter In the book called “Hurricane Season” You are the reason I’ve completely lost my head … Continue reading Hurricane Season
so i hid her in my poetry in between these lines her colors and shapes still somehow undefined still wild … Continue reading still hiding
we hide within the space between the fragments of us, of you and of me like the shadows and light … Continue reading The Moon and The Sea
she said: “i miss your taste” so i opened the book to the page where the words “i miss the … Continue reading taste
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When all the drowsy metaphors about women and fruit have been peeled and devoured; there’s just you, me a bowl … Continue reading After Language
they say some things are better left unsaid, but tonight i drank all the whiskey and wrote it all down … Continue reading alcohol is your yoga, baby
i tasted your heaven was burned by your hell from both i returned howling from my wild within untamed a … Continue reading still wild