Live.Read More Fire Escapes
comparing tales I’ve heard of my hometown to the new meRead More Written on Foreign Soil.
Take your time please. ❤Read More Pretty
So there’s this weird Hindu tradition, where the oldest son has to burn his father when he dies. This is about that.Read More Burning You.
I figured if people wanted to read poetry, they’d search- ‘poetry’. And since I don’t have the word poetry anywhere on this whole site, I thought I’d post this with the word poetry in it quite a few times, so at least that way they can find my poetry. Because honestly what are the odds […]Read More Poetry
‘they’ are very clever mean people.Read More Orange
Deathly musingsRead More SHUT MY MOUTH!