Beautiful Destruction She blows perfect rings of smoke from her plum painted lips I never learned to make dying beautiful I have swallowed enough liquor to confuse my body for an ocean I do mad things for happiness hoping to... Continue Reading →
Venus I read once that Venus spins backwards no one knows why just accepting this fact One day you will learn to treat yourself this way no longer constantly questioning why you must struggle but instead accepting this as truth... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 