10:19pm, the 15th of August on a Saturday
// not saying much: I was speaking loud but all that seemed to form from my mouth were brittle, weak noises; anticlimactic choices and a nature of one that is a little less boisterous //
YOU ARE READING
if i don't say this i'll explode // a book of poetry
Poetrya book of poetry // because if i don't say this i'll explode, there's too much white noise in my head that needs to be transferred to the blank spaces in the sky and the unfulfilled breaths of the air we breathe. 20 year old girl from Melbourn...
