Japanese Nobu spiral pen artist·4d agoThis World Is StrangeI’ve never even managed to keep going to school as smoothly as everyone else.
np·5d agoInto the bedroomsomeone’s knocking on my bedroom door but I didn’t hear the footsteps and I remember no one else is home it’s only me and the empty plate
np·5d agoFrom the dining roommy dining table serves up misery so I put back down the serving lid but the hunger is slowly killing me
What The Water Knew·6d agoThe Way You Say My Name: A Love Poem About Coming HomeYou say my name like you’re checking a burner, once, then once more, to see if it caught.A response icon1A response icon1
What The Water Knew·Oct 29Two Cups Before Sunrise: A Tender Love Poem About Everyday DevotionThe kettle starts its little argument before the birds do, and I’m up, barefoot, sneaking like a burglar through my own kitchen.A response icon1A response icon1
