after Anne Sexton Some ghosts are old lovers, older now than when he stepped on your heart, leaving a red smear on your 20s. He tries to float but can’t quite, looks past you from his spot on the sidelines. Not all ghosts are men— Read more
I’m just a girl living vicariously Grew up in a black and white world That’s against me. Had big dreams to go far Then life hit so freaking hard. I relapsed into my old self Tearing the pieces of the Life I lived well. Wishing to go back Instead of Read more
