Say Something I'm Giving Up On You

“Lesbos” by Sylvia Plath, from Winter Trees, originally published in 1971

August. My birth month. August, the month of heavy pours. August, the month of misty mountains. August, the month of most gorgeous sunsets.

August.

Sometimes they say I'm

mad, but a grain of

madness is the best of art.

-Vincent van Gogh (At Eternity's Gate)

Somedays i just wanna disappear. Away from everything that i already know, own and have.

Don't turn someone warm & fuzzy into a cold mess.

Today the clouds arrived, sealed in a sunset envelope, my cheeks turned tender pink reading the most beautiful letter from nature.

Anneshwa paul

Patty Dickson Pieczka, from “Autumn”, Beyond the Moon’s White Claw 

Hieu Minh Nguyen, from This Way to The Sugar: Poems; "My First"

[Text ID: I won't tell you how I survived the wreckage. / This story doesn't leave the ocean floor.]

Seal my honey drenched lips, with your petal soft kiss. Place your heaven made palm on my feather dulcet skin. Let them words flow from your poetic mouth, and let them become tattoos on my sacred back. Just like the sea rumbles for the the passionate moon, and so do, i for you.

Anneshwa Paul🌻