I would write an obituary for the four word infection called hope,
parasitic at its prime and poisonous at its primitive,
if I believed that ink stained fingertips could craft an antidote.
I stay up waiting by the phone to hear the empty drone of the line,
I paint my n...
I believe that everyone needs an emergency supply of music when they’re feeling certain emotions (hence why I have 700+ song playlists for different vibes). Here are some top album picks for when you’re feeling happy, sad, anxious, hype, or a little bit funky!
Removing your pictures
from the poster boards hanging on my wall
learning that I can extract
the guilt, the sad cities
I cried over and carried with me all these years
trying to empty
all of the tired from my bones
the hunger from...
I started off like Miss Sunshine in a pretty party dress, my heart a bright red and blue ‘Open’ sign for the motel on that dark roadside where most accidents happen. With a smile, I would give beds away in exchange for good company. Caveat Venditor. My hourglass guests...