Este : Writing

breathe anew

breathe anew

A Poem by Este


its been a while
december gifts

december gifts

A Poem by Este


swirling thoughts and a revolution behind my eyes. the floatingwhite ice hits my face and leaves a tear that isn't mine. overcast clouds leave ..
double barrel buckshot

double barrel buckshot

A Poem by Este


cold hot steel. sun. uneasyangry twitchy feelings finger.linger. sweat drips, eyes burn rope rips, stomach churns hands drawn, mouths cry ho..