Poems from olivialyon
Am I breathing?
Maybe not.
It’s like my feelings walked away with a cheap suitcase and a lonely book.
Lingering in an empty train station...
Dear guy at the coffee shop, you are very cute and I wish you made my chai tea latte
Dear man that dated my mom and keyed her car after...
I wander to soft dirt that will be soon be covered by wooden floors and welding flowers at night quite frequently because that’s when the...
It’s cold but it is June.
My leg is shaking but only the left one.
Is it anxiety or the fact that It’s cold?
The walls are wood and smell...
My hair is greasy and my clothes are loose. I’ve had three Red Bulls in three hours and a stale cracker. I misplaced the definition of...