SUN

finding myself © summer 2021 collection

lover is a day

but i know that you're having fun, wouldn't wanna mess this up for you

I, Girl

i am my own god, my own spirit, my own prayer. -- a complete series of 44 poems concerning girlhood, dread, and catholic guilt.

Monsters of Men

LOVE WAS NEVER MEANT FOR MONSTERS © 2017 opheliacs [43 - poe]

bird of paradise

sad gods made from glorious icons like heaven

moonlit caves

summer's ecstasy

new england blues

fog and a light rain-remember this when i'm gone

boyhood

i gave a boy a lavender sprig and he returned me with a kiss. ©achillics

mortem

heal through love

orange zest

poetry is a visceral string of four years of summer

MARCH MIST.

i stuff mist down my throat to taste march.

passion

❝but he needed her. like the crackling stars demanded their wretched sky.❞

TREMBLE

wither, with him, within

MON CHÉRI

stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017

wildflower honey.

vanilla scented poetry

IN ARLES

drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017

MIDNIGHT SUN

soaking in solar rays © 2017

Mesmeric Youth ✓

I kiss your eyes so you will recognise me 2016, adriana © (p #48 - 140117)

Dead Poets Club ✓

I can taste the revolution on your skin 2016, adriana © (p #58- 040117)

the boys are gods

a natural hierarchy