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...