Poems from katellbravo
circular and glassclearmy chapped and cracked lips touch its surfaceits a weapon of anarchya caspule for replenishmentthe container of...
You know how we sit in the two
front seats of my car
and how the windows are fogged by the water vapor of your mouth.
When a smile drags a...
Within the consticting walls of social media, I am merely but a single soul, "desperate for attention because I am out of the range of...