A collection of original poetry by Ella Petrichor.
Highest Rank: #152 in Poetry (6/14/18)
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::Excerpt::
"betrayal along the seams"
A melancholic pallor lining her face
She stood in the doorway
Beating the shit out of that old rug
As thou...
soft s o f t l y we go down into the dark of our own rabbit holes and when we look up suspended on nothing but pale blue thread and ginger snaps we will see the light we could not before.
softly and s o f t e r still we will fall into our wonderlands.
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