How Many Times Have I Told You

–dear girl, in this

world right now, to live

means to live with your eyes closed

and your third-eye open;

the third eye is not the devil’s

nor is it the wandering spirit’s,

but rather it is the window (that other people
force you to look out of)–

There is this Golden Sunshine

THERE IS THIS GOLDEN SUNSHINE There is this golden sunshine. The light that slowly filters in and pours into your room and fills it with a magical, fairy-like light, that makes you cringe in bed and toss-and-turn under a navy duvet  until your limbs find it within themselves to wake up and face the coldContinue reading “There is this Golden Sunshine”