Poems from hannahromo
My contact fell out the other day
and I suffered through class with half-sight
squinting around translucent shapes scattered across my...
I know you like a rose
knows the Sun
in the springtime of Eden.
Petals unfurling towards you
and dew dropping
like pearls pressed against...
Why shouldn't we set fire
to the angels dropping
out of the sky like so many
raindrops in a thunderstorm?
They have forsaken us,...
Victim
Mind in a clouded haze
born of tequila and rum,
of hands that slipped more
cups into yours.
How can you speak with
another mouth...
There are desert days,
when the sun scorching bright
plants the idea of cancer into your skin.
When the river of your throat
runs dry,...