ghosti : Writing

a love letter from a poet to an author

a love letter from a poet to an author

A Poem by ghosti


When we met,we were likereflections ofeach other.It was scary-I’ll admit it.Under nothingbut the moonand the stars,The sound of thesea matchingm..
no

no

A Poem by ghosti


Somewhere in the world,A child’s first word is no.The child’s first word is noAnd her parents think thatsomething is wrong with her.Where ..
a letter to the person who gave birth to me

a letter to the person who gave birth to me

A Poem by ghosti


When the topic of familycomes up, I tell peoplethat I am adopted.People usually give meThe pity look and askme what happened.When I start to explain m..
love shouldn't be

love shouldn't be

A Poem by ghosti


You walk into the roomand my heart stops beating.Your presence steals the airfrom my lungs and stomps on it,I take the space I fill and dumpmyself out..
to all of the people who call girls pretty

to all of the people who call girls pretty

A Poem by ghosti


Right now, as I sit down to write this poem, I am wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt, my hair is pulled up. And this is not to point and be ..
humanization

humanization

A Poem by ghosti


When we think of a villain,we think of the manifestation of evil.When we think of a villain,we think of some person,some thing, that is out to get us...
dream scars

dream scars

A Poem by ghosti


I had a dream thatMy scars had reopened.That I was bleeding again,That I could see into my body,That it was rotten and septic andI did not know what t..
12.9.21

12.9.21

A Poem by ghosti


I have fallen into a holeThat I have stared at for years.It has been taunting me-Whispering to me.Calling for me to come nearand advising me to leave...
addiction reccovery

addiction reccovery

A Poem by ghosti


I am in love with you likean addict is in love with heroin-I am willing to give up my lifefor a few minutes of relief,and you will give me nothingbut ..
sacramentum

sacramentum

A Poem by ghosti


'sanctus, sanctus, sanctus'- 'holy, holy, holy'I attend the Mass,Sitting in the farthest back pew.It is dark, it is both full yet empty,The people con..

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