Poetry

Jewels

There is this cave In the air behind my body that nobody is going to touch. A cloister, a silence closing around a blossom of… Read More »Jewels

She…..

She longs to be held. She needs to feel wanted. She seeks to be mended. She craves to be saved.  Originally posted 2019-11-18 18:42:54.

Raindrops

Tiny splatters of rain clinging to my bare skin, skin that wishes to be glistening with hopes and thoughts, These thoughts on my skin, with… Read More »Raindrops

Me

‪Yes I’m fat‬‪Get over that‬‪I won’t care if you don’t ‬‪You can always get your coat ‬‪And do one really,‬‪I am who I am ‬‪And… Read More »Me