~ ⚠️Trigger Warning: The following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm, suicide, and involuntary psychiatric...

~ ⚠️Trigger Warning: The following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm, suicide, and involuntary psychiatric...

~ ⚠️Trigger Warning: The following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm, suicide, and involuntary psychiatric...

~ You say the rain is beautiful, yet you judge me for crying. ~ If I went to school with you, chances are you've probably seen me cry...

~ The first-- and only-- man I ever spread my legs for is my prehistoric-old urologist. Before he takes his leave, he instructs me to...

~ Ghost Writer cries. But you can't hear her. Sometimes, she can't even hear herself. Or, at least, she chooses not to; she chooses to...

~ ⚠Trigger Warning; the following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm⚠ ~ Over the years, I have cultivated many an...

~ Every step I take is catatonic, an acute contrast to the way my thoughts bolt about the convoluted labyrinth of my psyche. I couldn't...

~ For the longest time, I would wonder why, on the mere cusp of 17, I began to drink. I'd always assumed it was because I was so sad. But...

~ I pin the anemic bodies of poems to the bed of palm like they are cadavers waiting to be d i s s e c t e d. This is the only...

~ No matter how you sugarcoat it, there is never a nice way of calling someone fat. I.E. “You would have been beautiful in the...

~ To any girl who should come to love him after me: this is my cautionary tale. listening to the same song on repeat until you hate it /...

~ The weight of Mount Olympus lies sepulchred on the bridge of my nose. This is where the goddesses live. They tell me I am beautiful. I...

~ Drink away the merciless cruelties of your reality. Happy shots all around (for a remarkably sad girl). “But you can’t kill your...

~ Most days, she feels so lost, that you would think there was once a time when she belonged to someone, that she had accidentally been...

~ Sometimes, I imagine I'm some mourning starlet who sings Lana Del Rey at the club every Saturday night. A honeyed halo of stage light...

~ There's always been something so Hollywood about her-- and I don't mean 21st Century bullshit. I'm talkin' Judy Garland, you're the...

~ By my standards, he is a ten. I'm sure you're laughing right now-- "ooohhhh, she think's he's a ten"-- but that's not what I mean. What...

~ I take a pill each morning-- "to keep the madness away," declared the doctor, her tone clinically nonchalant as she handed to me a...

~ ⚠Trigger Warning; the following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm ⚠ ~ In memory of him? her? I do not know. ~ In the...