Starship
Once I believed that we were angels of a better future. A poem about a favorite projection.
Random poetry
A bunch of old poems from the last few years
Simplicity
About transitions and changing
Fever
I make beauty feverishly
Fire and Thought
I wrap myself around you, forgetting
My invisible bruises
My racing heart
The terror of wanting
Screaming in silence
I feel you inside me, dreaming
Of delicate roses
Spaces without color
Spinning around
Minimalism
A poem about KonMari and my soul