Literally abusing
His literary talent,
Evoking and expressing,
Feelings and deeper meanings
Leaving her
Used-to-be shields.
Peeled.
– Original-Dante
Bleeding.
As I write,
Notice the veins
On my forearm?
Don’t be alarmed
If anything
Be worried
For my fountain pen;
The more I feel,
The more it bleeds.
– Original-Dante
Befuddling Puddles.
Do not be puzzled
By all the recurring puddles,
The tears in her eyes
Are nowhere close to subtle.
– Original-Dante
Photograph by:Â nikolinelr
The Deepest Cuts.
Never-mind the cut I got
From broken glass,
Its nothing compared
To the wound you left
In my heart.
– Original-Dante
Art by:Â Kelii
O.D. 