JessysGirl08

Writings

Reborn

Tawny tints of skin / caressed by the oceans salt tears, / murmurs, but her belly heaves / and holding her sides, she’s laughing.

Measurement

....Immpossible to / not notice the phases of weariness / in a flys legs. / One hour, Two days….

It's been a long day

I am worn down by my day of mistakes. / I light it, smoke and ash; I watch it smolder. / How sad that every moment I get older.

Painting the Cow

O, when the eyes are opened, how harsh the sun that / Wraps the lengths of spider-strung pearls around her legs.

Crimson

It is the thought that makes it different.

Crocus

How mine are they that glance / Back into my own, that stare fixed at my face / All hours of the day.

Watchlist

  • Natalie Perkins
  • Bryan Collins
  • Martina Ströbel
  • HypNotiSes -  Manolya
  • Midori Furze