TW // domestic violence The nightmare digs into me and I wake up with claw marks on my skin. Fever dreams slither and lacerate like the bite of a December evening: Snow globes that shatter and his brittle heart that I disintegrate, akin; My shoulder blades toughen in the bitter warmth of his jacket. But,Continue reading “To Carry Your Bruises”
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Dreamscapes of Her
My phone buzzed with a hundred missed calls and messages that day. The sink was rancid with the scent of a heap of dirty, unwashed dishes lying in disarray, A slender bolt of light peeked through the fridge illuminating the dark kitchen, slightly. A wood cutting board with partly diced tomatoes and a chef’s knifeContinue reading “Dreamscapes of Her”
As Sinful As You
They say, Your heart is as pure as your intentions. Your words are a warm hug with no skin-ship. Everybody wants to be loved. Loved by you. Though there are repercussions. They say you are Venus in human form but, little do they know what you obscure behind your tight lips. I know what youContinue reading “As Sinful As You”
Swan's Labyrinth 