Berkeley, CA
"Words, like glass, darken whatever they do not help us to see" -Joseph Joubert
M/nyc
your words, speak them slow and distinct, for they arrive slow to you, a trickling of refugees for your sheltering, harbor them as full companions, …
24/New York
❝Without you I'm not pure and without you I'm not clean. But if I'm going down with you, then you're going down with me.❞
39/F/England
I fell through the looking glass when I was seven years old; I have never stopped falling.
United States
Pennsylvania
Some call it "expression" I call it "insanity"
Texas
I'm fond of mornings
NYC
Concrete poetry.
26/F/north carolina
[ prev. pen name: ophelia letourneau ] • queer poet