the songs left to sing
to the god i do not believe in.
Two college students confront the way of life while reaching out to their sexualities, feelings, the first and last acts of adolescence, and the beginnings and realities of adulthood. While this work of fiction pilots friendship, familial love, betrayal, pride, and self-redemption, it also leads the readers back to t...
mes veines grenadine qui coulent je t'aime aimé trop tard hyppolite janvier 2020 -
to the place where our fingertips of stars and scars explode into supernovas ©2021 @uranium-girl
of love and decay, because our hearts are wired to love and rot - highest rankings #2 in sadpoem #3 in free verse #4 poesia #1 in melancholia #5 in darkpoetry #10 in prose #19 in anthology
bless the blood no one can see highest rankings: #1 in poembook #1 in thoughtsandfeelings #1 in personal #1 in freeverse © z. t. corley, 2023
swallowing matchsticks at 11:11. but i'm not a star. i'm not meant to burn bright.
if i toss a cigarette out my window at an angel hour, will the rot in my teeth cease to exist?
poems written here and there ; the cusp of womanhood and the cusp of a giddy mind
'i love you' falls from my lips the way icarus fell from the sun. so tragically. so beautifully. _ POETRY COLLECTION © nyxmph_ 2021
in which cosmos meets nostalgia, and together they discover the unknown world.
| and so comes the end of an era where eucalypti roots course through our veins and tie us to solace | ©brizzi 2017