Poems from mariarosati
what do you do when you need help but you can’t ask for it.
do you teach your demon how to “sit”
do you stare at a wall and contemplate...
I have a name What it is is not important because as far as your concerned I’m just the girl you caught a glimpse of That could have been...
the water falls from nowhere as it obliviates everything in its path so beautifully yet equally as terrifying.
As it falls on the paper...