heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
C o n c l u s i o n
The smell of you leaks into the atmosphere and even though it’s been raining for days you still manage to find me after all this way. I’ve kept the pictures of that perfect day but in a sudden cloudy haze they tore into each other until nothing was left save for shredded memories.
By Aili Barker9 years ago in Poets
The Fixer
Swirling storm of water and foam impeccably designed to eradicate unwanted life. The water is boiling, and wears away at layers of grease. Disinfecting. Destroying. The process is whirling and unfurling while I sit safely in a leather throne, ankles crossed and legs tucked slightly beneath me. There was silence in between the violent churns of extermination from the kitchen.
By L. E. King9 years ago in Poets
