|I wiped a smear of chocolate
from my lips, and washed
my hands, never making eye
contact in the mirror with the
one person who'd judge me.
Posts from This Journal “poems” Tag
They use words like excessive, spoiled and indulgent, but the magic of Christmas is watching you light up, wide eyes, huge grin, with each…
Story told in the guilty face and welling eyes, illustrated with each scattered shard reflecting the glitter of tinsel and fairy lights. No heated…
Synonyms for wet - only the rhythm varies - winter's bleak refrain.