amongst the sea buck thorn
what will happen
for that hour we flashed
briefly in a seeking
thrumming the very
wilderness of self
you have been lost to me
"Even up in our chill, pain which cannot forget falls drop by drop upon tha ass, until, up in our own cock, against our will, comes wisdom all up in tha wack gr...
Spring's Bloom Autumn's Winter (Poem)
Spring creates new life and the nature begins to wake up
The smell flowers begin to get stronger and the bees and but...
idk how to communicate w/ people??? like i just want to be chill but apparently i have no idea how to be and it's so hard that i just want to shut down and give...
ON BLACKWALL STAIRS
Manisty Street cut through one of the poorest areas in London's East End, flanked by Victorian tenements which had been irreparably damaged...
Short Story: I am Jane Doe: The Man who Rode the Horse to Slay the Dragon
Jane Doe goes undercover as an unstable farmhand to discover the identity of the mumm...
tears in coffee cups
full heart overspill