Wet Legs
Keep your legs apart and lie a little more to yourself
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.
"i warm you like i would any trembling child; in my two bare hands." ok so. basically me writing about the most mundane shit and making it so so dramatic. eg: hiccups.
[ TO AMÉLIE, THE MOON ] floating listlessly to mars, recounting the story of two lovers separated by stars. i've told this one before, haven't i?
© 8ront3 xxmviii compilation of writing over the years; poetry, short stories, recollections of experiences.
drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017
you could say he gave birth to Pandora's box and we left it on her doorstep ______________________ a poetry and prose anthology centered around politics, civil rights, feminism, self-acceptance, love, etc. and inspired by artworks. @timespieces Copyright 2018
This is a collection of poems i have written over time. Hope you enjoy Diolch yn fawr- R.A.Jones
these days of youth grow shorter, while my lips are bleeding for relief. [3/3: "A COLLECTION OF: ODES TO YOUTH"]
I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)
Exploring the many stimulants of tears through poetry and prose. #1 in musings (july 12 2023) #1 in adage (july 10- 2023) #1 in prosecollection (aug 22 2023) #1 in musings (aug 20- 2023) #1 in adage (aug 20- 2023) #2 in poetrycollection (aug 21-22 2023) #16 in poetry (july 8 2023) all rights reserved. 16/4/23- . . . ...
"WITCHES bleed black blood." Six individuals. One secret that will shatter their kingdoms.