“The past is a bad invention that keeps on happening And it hurts to think about, like an unpaid bill It's the wind dragging the desert backwards at night & it burns you, like a pastel whip” NostalgiaThe Past Book:Hera Lindsay Bird Source: Hera Lindsay Bird
“A poem should never be a tourniquet You have to let the blood goes where it wants” Poety Book:Pamper Me to Hell & Back Source: Pamper Me to Hell & Back