Lola : Writing

Roots Run Blonde

Roots Run Blonde

A Poem by Lola


i have cracks in my storieslarge enough for me to hide my shamealong with my bus bound anxietythe muscles crave something morethan the stomach i havet..
Reverie

Reverie

A Poem by Lola


in his mind there was a glowing yellow roomrunning lengthwise across one wall was a windowthat was all he noticed for yearshe opened his eyes for the ..
Satan's Coffee Shop

Satan's Coffee Shop

A Chapter by Lola


The patio off the coffee was picturesque. Potted flowers sat between cast iron decorative tables. Everyone who sat near the flowers had a strange arti..
Nailbeds

Nailbeds

A Poem by Lola


I try to go for that disheveled lookThe just got out of bed lookLike I don’t even have to tryI look like a heroin addictI can smell scrambled eg..
Growth

Growth

A Poem by Lola


You underestimated my abilityTo feel emotions amplifiedRight now my heart is beating out my throatAnd you are miles awayMy hair was long and blondeCur..