Poems from jojooctober
I try to put pieces of the puzzle together and make every single one fit, but I lose focus. And in returning to the puzzle, I receive more...
your voice is nothing but the intimacy of who you are and what you want to be
we are not the same, but we do belong.
where we may not align, we fit.
we squeeze and stretch into one another.
i fit into you and...
There is history in light. A
story written on everything
it touches; perhaps I want to feel it and let my body yearn to remember you in...
You know how in college being rejected is emotionally easier than being waitlisted. Being waitlisted toys with your heart— you were good,...