A Tailor’s Tale
One half, made whole. A void, made home.
All posts tagged: Poetry
Pink-Red-Blue
Tall tales prove bitter pills to swallow.
This Hard Rock Bottom, I Will Survive
There's only ever going up once you find the deepest depths.
They Too Shall Pass
All that we are, and all that we know– they too shall pass.
Lessons For My Child
For they who are not here. Yet.
Ten Feet of Earth
Do our bodies go into the ground, or does the ground go into us?
Big City
'Big' doesn't always promise better.
Ballad Of A Painting
Different strokes, make clear the smoke, that surrounds the art you see.
Her Highness, Sadness
For when she calls, ye will answer.Always.
A Comparative Analysis Of You And My Body
Thank you, phantom lover.
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