Candor

All the things I've done and want to do. Truth is, I only want you. A tragic poem which contains an ounce of hope. My life is a Shakespearean tragedy. 😊

Warm Linen

COVER ME

Yearning

I need him

Event Horizon

I imagine getting pulled into a black hole must feel exactly like depression and anxiety.

Dark Alleyway

The lure of fucking love. A poem. A micropoem about purgatory, longing, desire.

RSVP Declined

A poem about cancelled friendships

Seek Me, See Me Not

What you want is right before your eyes...

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Made of Steel

A poem about how hard we make life for one another.

My Son Part 2: The Note Beneath His Pillow

"My darling husband, I can't look at your face, I made a promise but it went to waste. The lovely day when we became one, and the lovely night when we planned our son. But now I've never felt so low before, I don't want to look in your eyes anymore. I saw your pain … Continue reading My Son Part 2: The Note Beneath His Pillow →

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