Poems from Violet.Hills
I had a man who sang me songs,each strum on his guitar echoedin my mind each night before Islept in coral reefs, how hebelieved my hair...
The ocean mirrors midnight sky,
barely brushing our toes.
I whisper words
I want to write beneath your skin,
my violent delight.
I lay...
Well I live down on the beach,next to the green Florida Sea.I like to dig my toes in the sand,sipping some sweet ice tea.
My red lips can...
Concrete shells dig into my fleshas your teeth gnaws at my neck –hungry, vehement, absent.
You grip my hip like a harnessI feel myself...
Starssmall punctured holes,silk floating in velvettwinkling.
We humans watch,wonder,and wait in aweas one shoots by – we wish.
Ancient...