It's hard to stand up again,
Little woman and no man...
Buried in pain!
Feeling such strain...
BREAKFAST BLOOD
By TC, August 2026...
Closed eyes and sealed mouths
numbed by the pregnant moonlight...
....as moon awaits, to greet your soul
you’ll cross a bridge where lies no troll...
There is a river I return to
not because it waits for me...
My heart is broken into a million shards
But my demeanor won't let it show...
I memorized the pattern of your curls-
The slope of each individual one clinging to your...
“Writing love poems at midnight is not where you...
And then I did it anyways...