Heaven’s Hell
The ink within white sheets are blood in their eyes, As wounded I’m not but bleeding...
The ink within white sheets are blood in their eyes, As wounded I’m not but bleeding...
I know of a monster Who knows how to write The poetry of beasts The songs...
My fingertips hold on to this sharp, inked knife Which draws blood as I draw these...
“I write for the same reason I breathe – because if I didn’t, I would die.”...
There’s this quote from Instagram a few days ago which resonated in me. It said, “I...
As I am writing this right now, I’m just letting the words flow out of my...
Somebody will find you Sitting by the window, Pen at hand, Writing your secrets; Tears in...
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Iridescent Anatomies is a personal project about managing the self through writing and introspective work, and...