Poems from isabellawkward
You can say what you want
I still remember
As if i fucking want to
the floor
butter and dried up soda,
behind movie screen
ive never...
How does one grow tired of a relationship
Do you just wake up and realize that
you’ve invested the bulk of your precious attention
Into...
cherry flavored something
dripping until sticky
on my chin and my hands
but i don’t mind
rub them on my overalls
making mad stupid jokes...
rough patches on skin, bumps around eyes, discoloration
they look like little countries
little cities live in my little countries,...
I’ve spat out every single forbidden thing I was told not to do as a child Because it was too american Or un-american Or unladylike And un-...