Poems from lilyofthevalley

His shaky smile comes off fully half-sure, face colored sour milk, taken in right light height dwarfed by stately courtroom grandeur with...
her fingers scratch against the leaf singing over its veins glass blue ice shards shimmer behind her.   when he came next to her, she...
Not awake at two to watch the shifting clouds over constellations-- but turning and tossing with seething acid rolling in my belly at the...