herb

week 9 - 26 lines profess your love, if only in vain i am so scared that i was never meant to love, that these hands are meant for killing ...

week 8 - 36 lines i am made only of sin i am putrid, do not touch me. all these hands are good for is destruction-- & this tongue for ...

week 7 - 27 lines defiled derobe me-- you know that i am disgusting & vile. that under this veil, all that remains is rot & maggots & your handprints ...

week 6 - 40(?) lines everyone's born to be deranged these hands are no better than yours. i too, am guilty of this sin; punish me all you want, no ...

week 5 - 29 lines you will love me, even past death i hope i find it in myself to forgive all the scars that are left on this vestial ...

exercises in brevity these scars run down my body further than you can reach-- it is okay if you cannot heal them over. & here i am hoping that you ...

week 4 - 22 lines open wounds you still linger in my lungs; sickeningly sweet and leaving me with bated breath. anointed with ash-- these embers will only rekindle the ...

week 3 - 42 lines sacrifice & ritual to save & be saved are immutable. there are only so many things that are clear cut, black & white-- like the ...

week 2 - 46 lines in the name of the father (i know it is wrong, but) i hope you never have another child; abandoned twice, you will have to ...

hi aet! i have no clue if you are still hanging around on yws, but if you are up to it, could you drop a review on my poem? uhh... ...

the most recent post? yeees. yeeeeees. especially the 18th!! and the 17th except less fog and wayyy more downpour for us. loving the work so far mesh!

^^ okay so the vibes for the first one are to directly (i am to lazy to hyperlink it) contrast #18 from tracing the firmament of a memory where i ...

lookie lookie scrappy scrappy i will love you, but only in concept. you will not feel my hands on you-- we will not become a singularity nor amalgamation of limb ...

week 1 - 33 lines perpetually disappeared let the fireflies eat away at my skin, the bones, and all of the other rotten flesh that comprises this once-glorious, now-bloodied, body. ...

scraps idk maybe i will return to these i am still unlearning the harm that you have done-- the fragments of my ribs are still enjambed within my chest-- heave ...