Poems from marajordan
i sometimes feel your eyes on the back of my head like i'm an alien with antennas and green skin and you're a scientist trying to figure...
holding hands with a shadow,hoping maybe i could trick the tooth fairy intobringing me a new set of canines andmolars,i bled teeth in my...
she told me once that she worshiped theforest of her body and the garden she had grown (like spring...
i like to feel broken i thinksometimes i like the way you broke me.
your face is something likerotting wood full of bodies of people i knew(rough to the touch and cold inside)and there's nothing 'magic' in...