i opened my bathroom window this morning
i saw a veil of grey
hugging the houses and the grass.
and the breeze was sharp and cold
and dew hang lovingly on the leaves
and all the glow
despite being low
came to me.
I'm a house with a fireplace,
tea, sweaters and cinnamon rolls.
outside winter has come
and i hug him tightly.
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notes app of a teenage girl
PoetryI depend on words and commas: a sleepy french toast and my lover's perfect flaws. a collection of poems, songs, thoughts, stories, and made-up scenarios of an Italian queer teenage girl who finds comfort in writing. I apologize for any errors, engli...
