Darling, my darling distraction.
Will I regret this infraction?
Will you hold my lies above
my unrepentant face?
Darling, my darling diversion.
Do you linger for my perversion?
Why do you stay when your love
and your name I misplace?
Darling, my darling weakling.
Be quiet when I am speaking.
I need you to leave now, please.
My beauty to you, you have debased.
writing as a way of life
My ramblings poems and musings enjoy or not no pressure
The varied thoughts of a millennial modern linguist.
Talking about real things
Poetry and Poems
All that is me!
CRIME WRITER
Fabulously Refined/Wildy Inappropriate
A home for the stories and poems that got away.
I Kill My Own Spiders
character limited descriptions kind of give me anxiety
A few new poems every week. Haikus on Sundays.
Mocking Bird Down 
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