Poems from Siennas_rad_username
The pictures were still in the house that had burned to the ground where the soil was salted but the wildflowers still grew deformed. A...
Dearest,
In the mornings I can still feel the volume of your body next to mine and the slow rise of your chest as you inhaled. And in the...
A sink full of blood you could no longer hide
It ran down the drain as the dread spread inside
O captain, my captain
The day that you died...
When I was ten years old I was taught to wash my skin with lemon juice.
It would first irritate my skin, then bleach it.
So that it was...
The dark outside is thick like ink as it creeps in through the cracks in the walss and pulls itself through my throat.
I'm peacefully...