Warm Showers

I have been told people who take warm showers are lonely,that they crave bodies. So, sometimes I think myselfevil brute,chewing onflesh to tear itfrom their bones tobuild myselfprecarious bodies,upon which I can balancemy very delicate ego. But mostly, I think myselfone-eyed cyclops, narrow-visioned,searching only for warmth,as cold rain pours from the showerhead above.

ζ—₯ζœ¬γ«δ½γΏγŸγ„ [I want to live in Japan]

ζ—₯ζœ¬γ«δ½γΏγŸγ„ = I want to live in Japan.

Dear Poetry/This Poem (+audio🎀!)

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First-Act Curtain

‘As I grew older, I began to feel a different, yet familiar, emotion in the same part of my heart – experiencing something so real but wondrous you feel as if you’re in a dream’ – @christinemaricomics When I am there,when I feel every spark and crackle against myΒ heartbeat, I don’t feel like dreaming.I feelContinue reading “First-Act Curtain”

A Self-Care Bath In Quarantine

A poem about taking care of myself in quarantine πŸ›