i find it funny that a girl so bad with words became a poet. at least i like to call myself one. Advertisements
nervous words with a heart beating fast, “uhh, i like you more than a friend.” it’s so much more, oh god, it’s so much more than that, but this has taken my teaspoon of courage for the year. all in … Continue reading
your secrets lay in the harbor, your sorrow in the season why do you mutter those incantations, when leaving does just the same? your dollar smile remains in my pocket, your giggle echoes in the air why must you lock … Continue reading
the snow on the homepage made me smile. 🙂 i wish it snowed here.
this might not be a big deal to some of you, but there’s a literary magazine at my school and i was really nervous to submit something because in this day and age, not many people’s writing gets taken seriously. … Continue reading
the kettle’s whistle brings me back to reality, whispering the lies that you inched into the clasp of my hand. within my grasp, your translucent smile had fooled me. while pouring steam into an open cup, i remembered that you … Continue reading