Elissaveta De'aviki

Elissaveta De'aviki Dec 2019

Home

It is a unique form of self torture
To visit a place you once called home
And to be met with only the unknown.

This was my home.
I don't want to say goodbye again.

Happy holidays everyone.

Elissaveta De'aviki Dec 2019

Midterms.

When all there is left to do is work, Work.

Tbh this piece is my procrastination which I find hysterically ironic.

Elissaveta De'aviki Dec 2019

To the person reading my poems,

We have such a strange friendship,
You and I,
With You, knowing everything about me,
And Me,
struggling to find the right words to say hello.