Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Sat, 06 Aug 22 02:40:35 +0000 View Full Post 11:11 I'll make a wish at 11:11 Wish to live without the burden of my hands looking spotless but the black ink in my veins protrude invisible to the naked ey...
Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Sat, 16 Jul 22 20:37:32 +0000 View Full Post Of Rickshaws and Redness My first time riding an auto rickshaw alone I put pebbles in my socks just in case I lived in a small town not much criminal activity ...
Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Tue, 07 Jun 22 10:33:50 +0000 View Full Post Hello GoodBi there was a time when I’d dip my feet in the water and watch with my eyes half covered by parental guidance as syrup-kissed fingers met under cove...
Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Tue, 08 Mar 22 16:24:43 +0000 View Full Post I am breaking but I don’t say a thing I am a queen on a throne made of ice and glass Every chip pressing into my back reminds me of the pressure pushing squeez...
Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Mon, 24 Jan 22 16:58:47 +0000 View Full Post Persephone, me. place your hand on my chest rip it out from the roots rip it out the truth pomegranate stains on my t...
Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Mon, 24 Jan 22 05:51:07 +0000 View Full Post error: not found I looked through our yearbook searched for the diamond mines I used to find in your eyes realized the scene faded to black and now there’s ju...
Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Sun, 23 Jan 22 14:21:17 +0000 View Full Post abcdefu You do not know the pits of hell like I do You only know life from your little silver spoon You’re only in town to screw with my mind and I’ve had enoug...
Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Mon, 10 Jan 22 07:27:22 +0000 View Full Post Casablanca raising my metropolitan hands waving an ivory flag of overwhelming defeat written all over my oil pastel kn...
Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Mon, 10 Jan 22 07:26:43 +0000 View Full Post Hey Siri how do I say I miss you in another language? If I could I would speak the empty ache into every tongue every phrase so I could still pretend I am c...
Post by Amanda (@literaryhugs) on Fri, 07 Jan 22 17:16:43 +0000 View Full Post Mad At You I hide the rivers rolling down my cheeks By swiping my face against the sleeves of my shirt I make the pancakes and the veggie stir fry While the dri...
