I never stood a chanceNot the way you opened your mouthand the way your words flung out.Slow like molasses.Every word before my namewas a warningI…
Poet & Storyteller
I never stood a chanceNot the way you opened your mouthand the way your words flung out.Slow like molasses.Every word before my namewas a warningI…
She walks in smokea slow burning incenseedging in reverse. I breathe her in deep,And feel hercurling into my lungs,a warningthat smells likesieged perfumeburnt but sweet.…