Poems from malloryanne
The girl gave herself to the poem
because it was self preservation to set the words free.
There was something about emptiness
that got the...
sun rising, yeast baking in the soiled sheets. froth of your love like latte lattice stuck to the brim of my tongue. bric-a-brac baby, ...
today i saw the trees bloom. i saw their buds unfurl, miniature fingerlings reaching into the world, and i-i forgot about how you made me ...
my body remembers yours.
I see film stills of the small imprint
of a heart against the flushed skin
of your neck, where the necklace
had...
god wears a necklace with a thin gold chain
and "julia" written in script, a name clutched
in the hollow of a sunkissed throat.
god wears ...