THE BLEEDING SONNETS.

Demonic Past

Poems about my past. Talking about the ghosts gets rid of them.

Trigger Warnings implications of Abuse

Ugly Red

i spend hours in the shower

i spend hours at the sink

knowing i had no power

when i inhaled that salty drink


and as i wash under my fingernails

and tears wet my face

my mind is lingering in the details

of when we interlaced


i can't clean you from my body

and i can't clean you from my bed

my husk forever stained

with your ugly box-dye red