F/here
22/Prague
seek my heart no longer, the wild beasts have eaten it
in hell
cogito ergo sum / i feel therefore i am
22/F
"Just when I'd stopped opening doors, finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours..." -S. Sondheim
"Cut my shadow from me. Free me from the torment[...] Why was I born among mirrors? The daylight revolves around me. And the night herself ...
JHS Poetry Team ages 14-18 Quote of the Week: "Those who criticise our generation forget who raised it."
Gender Nonconforming/Maine
how the fuck does a poetry work
nashville
17. christian. she/her.
jello hell(o)
suspiciouscity, in
tall and flickering. just a cyclical daydream about the night I call out "Baby, come to bed." and mean it.
cycling through, blue-faced but still trying
Melbourne
There's a language in the way heartstrings get tickled.
Sometimes I write. I don't usually like it but that's what I do.
22/F/London
My days in a twilight haze
F