Taking down for now. Revision in progress!!
Into Dust
More by star
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Elegy of a Porch
The white tree
Hung down over the churchyard
The churchyard was the porch
The white was from the snow
The grave was the circle
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April
How beautiful!
The way it blooms
red juice dripping from
ripened fruit:
her eyes, black velvet
silver on her nails
a mouth that curls
when it says my name.
What desire! I inhale her mind
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Pyrite
*lines in italics are from Jane Eyre
Are you apprehensive of the new sphere you are about to enter?
Because I fear
For the warm skin
Comments
this is really really good!!!! i love the unfinished ending and the real feel of summer
aw thanks! i have a lot to revise lol
if u think so but i loved it how it was! can't wait to see the revision :)
I was so invested in this. You capture emotions so beautifully!
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