"that'll be £27.90, see you in six months."
another poem from the depths of my notes app.
another poem from the depths of my notes app.
my (slightly) dark interpretation of the already dark Welsh folklore story of St. Dwynwen, the patron saint of lovers
Maddie Klein and her fabulous loving machine ♪
Ever lose your childhood to your own thoughts and worries? Nope, me neither
In the vampire mood lately after finishing Carmilla.
A grim snapshot of total ruin, blending a house falling apart with a body decomposing.
Just random late night thoughts converted into a poem.
how many seconds till one falls down a flight of stairs?
A raw look at the pain of a split family, a father’s silence, and the heavy mask of "being fine" while struggling with hidden grief and lonely faith.
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Very curious to see what people take away from this one...
what is WRONG with this generation? Right fam?
A recent drive at 5 in the morning inspired this short piece.
so sharp, you won't feel a pinch~