Poems from innovation
hola pequeño árbolcito.
si caigo sobre ti, será crítico,
si te doblo seguramente romperás,
Pero debes leer en tu díptico
si lo sobrevives...
A woman's mouth approaches the screen
so zoomed in
Red lines of blood
chapped lips let out a dry whisper
"everything looks so bright"
A...
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for a firefighter our love burnt briefly, he was looking for a flame, and I was looking for a savior. Through three dimensional our love...
this world is
a place meant
for flowers, not weeds
every time I think I'm growing
My reflection supersedes
I see red rivers of blood
not merely puddles
You would think that this is a horror story
But this a contiguous continuous struggle
...