Jas

Ghosts weigh down my sleep. Some people call them memories recalled in the depth of un-day, undulating my body in its watery bed, the dark form in the corner of ...

Ghosts weigh down my sleep. Some people call them memories recalled in the depth of un-day, undulating my body in its watery bed, the dark form in the corner of ...

once upon a time a girl ripped out her intestines and replaced them with a snake. this girl was named evelyn. evelyn did not like snakes but loved apples and ...

i am not real, i am shapes twisted on a screen that dyes your skin light pale snow white. you do not know me because all i have given you ...

Write me something about meetings and coincidences i met ms.ery in the middle of wisconsin on my way to a funeral for a man i didn't know. she snuck up ...

once, i wholed up at the bottom of the ocean and ate seaweedand drank cocktails of fish blood and salt water. i ripped off the shinybright scales of fish and ...

I'll review this this weekend, maybe Friday night. Would lufffff a review on my newest poem 'gnarled', if you're not busy. :]

Hey, Honestly, Mr. Mustafa sounds like a big old baby. He abandons the country he's ruined to do what? Oh, nothing, just chill at his beach house. If he really ...

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Thanks for the review!

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