A POETIC DAYDREAMER

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  • poem | “Love You”

    To the people I have said “love you” to and they have said it back,I do not disagree, that “I”is a heavy commitment far too momentous for our mouths:we dissolve ourselves entirely, like solvents as if this is a solution,throwing… Continue reading

  • 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… Continue reading

  • poem | Roe v. Wade overturned

    5:30 pmMy nanna wants to talk about itbut I steer the conversation back tomy ACT score(state mandates don’t feel so personal when theyturn out in your favor)the ocean is very large andAustralia so very far away, if we speak it… Continue reading

  • 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… Continue reading

  • poem | heavy

    how can silence be so loudwhen we learned it was quiet,not meant to make a soundor cause any riots.how can silence be so deafeningor a crushing pressure on my chest,like the weight of the worldwas a custom made vest.© Ella… Continue reading

  • poem | division

    the inevitable division of humansis not always born out of greed or hate, it is a slow differing of opinion, that spreads from state to state. and those with no willpowerfollow blindly the other’s lead, without ever pausing to wonder… Continue reading

  • poem | perspective

    don’t you think it’s funny,that from standing on the ground, the earth seems quite large, and not the slightest bit round, but if you go a bit further, and look from afar, you will find that standing in space, earth… Continue reading

  • poem | sound of silence

    what is the sound of silence?is it the laughter of despair?or is it the quiet sound of forgivenesstravelling through the air?does it make trails down her cheeksfrom all the words she did not sayor the conversations she plannedthat didn’t go… Continue reading

  • poem | mending melodies

    you tell me you will fix me,but am I really broken?all I need is a dose of songsto heal the torn and stolen.© Ella Levick apoeticdaydreamer.comInstagram/Pinterest: @apoeticdaydreamer Continue reading

  • poem | scars

    my scars tells the storyof everywhere I’ve been,of all the trying times I’ve gone throughand all the places I have seen.but a scar isn’t always on the outsidesometimes it’s the things you can’t see,like the imprint left by someonewho said… Continue reading