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so many museshave come and gonefrom my lips to paperto live on foreverbut what about mewill I ever inspire a writerto compare me to goddesses of oldand my eyes to azure skiesto detail the smell of cinnamonon my velvet skinthe curve of my hipand the dark fire that burns in meimmortalizing me in written formmy
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we will go from green to gold to brown and fall just like the leaves but it’s too beautiful to stop it now LL
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•Self Portrait• this is the girlshe wants you to seethe fantasydripping sexlike honey from hot spoonshiding her wither broken bitsher loveher emptinessjust to catchthe eyes of menwho can’t possibly beginto understand herso she’ll never have tolet them inbut isn’t that the safer bet?for when they leavethey are much easierto let slipfrom her memory..and if you
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Your name is carved on very tree in the forest of my heart I want to burn it down LL
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i am so much more than the tiny glimpses i give the world and the good and the bad of it is they will never know it LL the blood & the bones
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Male Advocacy This is something I get asked about quite a lot. I suppose it’s because of the content of my writing & my focus on shining a brighter light on the good in man..reminding people that men are also human beings. Flesh & bone & able to experience stress, vulnerability, heartbreak & sadness. It
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it will burn ache bleed I will pick the wound over and over and it will cause chaos in me but i promise you I fucking swear it will never win LL the blood & the bones
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an explosionin slow motionI held the clip fingers pressed in knuckles white prolonged self preservation but inevitablymy grip will failand I will be the bomb that destroys me LL
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please don’t leave we need you LL
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A guy once told me last that I looked like October and I have to say that was one of the nicest compliments I’ve ever received. Because, if October were a person, it would be me. I don’t mean just the spooky bits.. but the complexity, the changing colors, the cool nights and warm days..