Daily Archives: August 26, 2015
mmmm… just these, please. and maybe some arugulalala, and a gentle sprinkle of candied ……………….nuts. .
.. this poem is a lost soul, waiting to be chased; a loose tongue that can not erase the things it’s said. this poem wanted to be in -digo, until i stained it slightly unblushed pink. i think it’s mad, … Continue reading
.. let’s don our tu-tu dresses, our turquoise tresses and lie in the grass with our anklets crossed and bitch about a world gone awry. let’s hold our breaths until they’ve lost us, tossed us to the wind like dandelion … Continue reading