What dreams do know,as they float about,we sleep softly andyet, our heads are in places much remote. A sigh, a toss, a turn,reliving ones lossin the dark of nightit’s hard to know what’s wrongwhat’s right? These dreams do lie,and play their tricksthey dangle promises on our lipsso that when we wakethe sweetest painjust to haveContinue reading “dream sequence”
Category Archives: poems
Lettre D’amour pour le Ciel
*reads a bit of Baudelaire & thinks she can write poems in french* Shout out to google docs for editing this for me. I don’t think I’ve ever written in french outside of school and maybe the occasional instagram caption so don’t roast me too hard… Je ne sais pas pourquoi, mais quelquefois,mon attention seraitContinue reading “Lettre D’amour pour le Ciel”
animal instinct
I guess I should start you off with something so let’s go with a short poem. More wolf than girl,I respond to my instincts,the voice in my headthat urges me to run… or to freeze… or to fight….. she’s even learned how to fawn,swallowing down her pride,just to survive. She sizes up each opponent,and herContinue reading “animal instinct”
pre dreams
what thefuckamI doing. you know?you ever get those late night, what the actual fuck is going on vibes? like what am I doing and why I am here? oh and by the way, did you realize the progression of time was a fucking thing?fuck. my chest gets tight and I…….. hit another bowl,to be honest.Continue reading “pre dreams”
pretty words for wicked girls 