Strawberry blonde fingertips Her hair like star-trails A child beneath her skin Bones aching like the shadow of yo… Thunder crackling through the sky
Voiceless sky The stars in the night Danced over my fragile bones Freeing my demons. Nostalgia
Autumn, It’s the color of your breath, when I ripped open my skin showing you all the planets that s… the air between us a frozen crimso…
Sitting on the palms of my wrinkle… Swimming in the cracks between my… Spinning, below the sinking sky in… There you are. The lines on my palms hold years…
I’m watching the wind as it settles to sleep above me, beating in and out of my ears like the rise and fall of your chest. I breathe out into the air cold as ice, and as the ventilation...
This year I have changed. I am not talking about maturity. I don’t mean change, In the way a bud changes into a flower. By change, I mean that I have shed my skin. I have replaced my vo...
I dreamed of watching you grow, like the Lilly’s outside my bedroom windowsill. But instead I watched you disappear, and learned to let you go. Drunk off the summer heat I drowned in yo...
Theres gold on the tips of my lashes, blinking off into this sunlit world around me. Today the earth is so raw, I feel every bit of it inside me, turning me inside out. Im breathing i...
She walked around the Empty earth with pieces of the moon hidden in her pockets. She wore blue skin all her life, her soul a lightning bolt of euphoric dreams. She dug up words from ben...
Tonight I will write poetry beneath the moon, his warmth coating my every breath, his fluorescent melancholy falling upon the backs of my hands, begging them to write on. I asked him if...
The colors of your breath are drip… The feelings of the wind curl arou… I will hold you until my hands bec… to put you down. I found your shadow resting in bet…
White noise, bleeding through the… I am not ready, I am not ready to let you go. Still she pulled, she pulled you a… The ocean moving under my body
You let me live in you like a cloud wrapped in the blanket of the sky, like a child cloaked in the warmth of its mothers arms. When you left I named you worthless. I named you unloved...
It’s been two years since I’ve let your name escape from my bones, I’ve allowed your dirty memory to swallow the only parts of me you left behind, your mouth tasted of blood and dande...
Blood rushes through my veins, and my bones ache beneath my skin. They’ve lived inside of me all their life, but tell me now why do they feel so lost? My breath has filled The emptiness...