I bet you thought it would be different, being human.
Category: Darkness
SHE
…sharp teeth of an angel.
just words
Poetry is only a moment.
Another Eve
Love with a whole heart, or not at all — not even a little.
blink
thank the gods for apathy
CLARIFY
I write what I feel, and I let it go.
Wolves
We point at the path of sticky entrails and we blame you.
