⚠️Trigger Warning: The following poem contains subject matter pertaining to suicide and self-harm⚠️

~ I swallowed the sound of your name like it was a star-- five points, the type they teach you to draw in kindergarten. It hurt on its...

~ 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...

~ 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 /...

~ When I say I wish I was beautiful, I mean I wish I could sculpt myself into the same loveliness borne in the eyes of Marble Goddesses....

~ V. Ethereal Maybe being drunk is the closest I will ever get to zero gravity-- to walking on the moon. My fingers curled around the...

~ March–my month of birth and what is considered by many to be a gateway to spring. For me personally, however, it is a time that, due to...

~ Dedicated to Ophelia, the girl who drowned Legend: Water = ~ Air = { Earth = ^ Air & Earth = < ~Is my existence essential? {Goodness,...

~ Reaching out towards delicately rouged areola, his fingertips blush madly upon their first caress against the pink suppleness. He...