Full moon & peachy mourning

A poem about triangulation. There'd be zero issues if they were "just friends". But they're not, and he doesn't love her but she's got her hooks in him anyway fully knowing she's keeping him from TRUE LOVE or any real chance of HAPPINESS

September 13, 2019 1

Holy Hour

Poetry is sacred

September 7, 2019 1

Deliaology

Everyone thinks they got me figured out

September 4, 2019 1

Queen of the Knight

Checkmate, please. A Queen who loves her Knight.

August 20, 2019 3

Truth Comes Hard

Truth makes noise (early morning ramble + snap)

August 17, 2019 2

Fog

They care not while I rot.

July 17, 2019 2

Kites

He makes me high. FACT.

July 13, 2019 0

Kinesis

If we can't see it, we can feel it. If we see it, it changes us. We don't change it but it changes us.

June 9, 2019 0

Emotional Cargo

We are all carrying such heavy loads. A poem about that.

April 16, 2019 1

Cross Your Mind

Sometimes he thinks of me... (a poem)

March 24, 2019 0

Made of Steel

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

February 5, 2019 0

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