Last night I closed my eyes and dreamed of a house with no windows, one with flowers growing along the sides, with a perfect mother and a perfect father. I peeled back layers of my soul, and I found that in between each fold, you had crawled inside; planting seeds along my spine, sleeping soundly inside my cracks and bruises. Last night I lay beneath the roaring sky, it’s mocking face staring down upon me, pelting raindrops onto my lambent flesh, which I will hide inside the crooks of my elbows and knees, as a memory of the first day I had told myself that I loved you. When the morning sun rolled out aloft my sleeping shoulders, I imagined again how it would feel to live inside a house with no windows. I lay inside this thought for hours, letting it consume me, letting it thrive within my bones, becoming stars inside the sky painted across my sunken mouth. I lay inside my head, untill the world inside of it faded into the shadows, behind awakening into my own.


  • 1
  • 0
  •  
  •  
Login to comment...
Julia W
over 5 years

Thank you!!

james matthew coleman
over 5 years

yeah.... beautiful!

Julia W
over 5 years

Thanks so much Cory! :)

Cory Garcia
over 5 years

Beautiful... i love the transition at the end!!!

Liked or faved by...

Cory Garcia
Email

Other works by Julia W...

Some poets followed by Julia W...

steven Callyope james matthew coleman Tiara Alliegh