poems i copied into my diary ever since i started keeping one during lockdown: π
from high wire darlings, kalyn roseanne livernois
what the dragon said: a love story, catherynne m. valente
a sad child, margaret atwood
suggested donation, heather christle
dinosaurs smelled magnolias, dalton day
grocery store sentiments
on the love between the sun and moon, @/ink-splotch
rain, raymond carver
you're not making the most of your 20s, ryan o'connell (prose)
december, michael miller
the beginning of this interview with joan didion
my cat is sad, spencer madsen
i think love is something that happens to other people, michael gray
ode to elliott smith, ending in the first snowfall of 2003, hanif willis-adurraqib (you all know the tumblr post)


















