Letters anyone? If you’re interested click here.
Staff note: This is touching.
Our bodies carve
through the mist,
like the woods are carved
by worn trails.
...
Nothing hurts more than
a paper cut from a page
that contains a blade of
poetry.
your heart is swollen to make your breasts appear larger
and flowers have more colors, even the dying ones
and some mornings, you see him...
Letters anyone? If you’re interested click here.
Letters anyone? If you’re interested click here.
Letters anyone? If you’re interested click here.
this is how we are, all rose-coloured sentiments ravelled up into knots, not knowing where one begins and the other ends, we get scared too easily like the world could end if we let it, open ourselves up with a knife, candle lit windows, making love on the living room floor, your hands are blue and cold and you sing in my ear, whispering about the type of person you can be, and I don’t believe a word you say because that is the type of person I can be. And yet, I miss you so terribly.