of reluctant lingering in the place of hollow bodies
Verse
of memory and existentialism
the descent
of inner-peace
it has been hard lately. and it feels as though it is getting heavier still. but always the […]
of love and softness
sometimes, it feels as though I’m melting spreading into lather-like substance losing firmness consistency breaking apart, slowly- irrevocably […]
our anger has no ability to destabilise they have grown accustomed to our anger. our anger is […]
I thought I was better ‘til I put my fingers to the fire saw them burn but did […]
I hate when you say you love me or miss me I gave up on you after the […]
