'look! it's you!'
but she who I glare at
in the bathroom mirror
does not match she who I stare at
on the screen of my phone
why? I wonder
why was I born
with such a curse?
hatred fills me up
and I don't have any openings
in which to drain the fluid
YOU ARE READING
poems vol. II
PoetryThe second volume in my poetry series, containing some more of my works. You can see my poems as I write them on tumblr, @aslice-ofpoetry note: these poems are from a bit ago - you can see my more recent works in volume III :)
