Poems from malloryanne
i know you're just a girl but still i feel like you put me through the wringer, twisted up my body till i was nothing but wet eyes. dear...
i dragged my tongue over the moon,
bit down on craters, binged on dust.
i ate the moon dry because
i needed something to fill me up....
girl is sensual,girl likes sitting on a washing machinewith her mascara mouth openchanting something she learned in a pop song.
girl ...
here are the folds of the world, the softness of its childbearing body.here are the clouds, slate blue, drifting in softhorizontals; if not...
the girls are going missing.
i hear voices in convenience store buzz
and see a crime scene in
the cherry pie on an empty shelf.
eastern ...