Hello!
i’m late! but it's here! i hope you like the poetry & that the rest of this week is kind to you ❤️
Saturday
to be possessed by your body burning, borrow these eyes of mine. i was a songbird
Sunday
the wind is a whistle is a song with the breeze and the wind i am overcome by love
Monday
like you like sunlight wild-eyed & wolf-eyed like you ? no
Tuesday
these sparrows have violent desires. i would swallow this heart whole if you asked. don't ask.
Wednesday
winter singing death to spring. being is unbearable
Thursday
give you this body, open
Friday
friday brings us poetry by Audre Lorde, Mary Oliver & William Butler Yeats & i am thinking that
spring is the harshest // time creeps along // & i am drowning in // the dull hangover of waiting // i must write a few wild poems // & let wine come in at the mouth // i hope // that before i grow old and die // love will come in at my eye
Thank you for reading.
With love,
Phoenix
x
So beautiful, thank you Phoenix x