poem | home is such an innocent sentiment

Home is such an innocent sentimentbut yet the all encompassing desirefor it grips us in its clawsalways looming over our shoulder as the dreaded figurehiding behind dad-proofed closet doors,We remember home as a saturated film reel of everyone we've lovedevery flower that has bent under the wind of our willand every heart we've ever touched,We … Continue reading poem | home is such an innocent sentiment

poem | dreams

maybe our dreamsare just reality in the wrong time-zonethe wrong hemisphere of compulsionand magnetismyet somehowwe know deep downin the dark lightless fracture of dreams,that we existin more ways than we are led to believe© Ella Levick apoeticdaydreamer.comInstagram/Pinterest: @apoeticdaydreamer

poem | when you sit with sylvia plath at lunch

and when sylvia plathsits with you at lunchhave you found yourselfor lost the world?(probably both)pages crinkle in placeof conversation scrapsand words bloom into poem drafts,it's not so quietin the library:dew drops form in frontal crevicesso much to understandexcept what you want to knownow it is timeless but the bell rings and off you go(don't get … Continue reading poem | when you sit with sylvia plath at lunch