Alice Writing

I’ll wrap my arm around your shoulder and half stumbling, half grinning, half leaning, half talking, us two wholes chat into our bubble on th..

I have a spectrum, a palette of colours for you to choose, this pink to blush, this brown to bruise. I can tickle a smile from under your nose..

Breathe, and dislodge your effortless galaxy, that flees and clings to menial objects blushing under their new old disguise. Be careless and slip,..