ThePrettyPoems

 Before the wreck, dark purple circles under her eyes, the hospital bed, recovery, the exile we enjoyed ice cream on a cloudy day.   She said, before her jaw was smashed down her throat, the semi brake failure, her beloved camera in smithereens in the passenger seat, “Let’s be happy.”   Carpet sand, it’s hard to dig a hole without a shovel, seagulls land perfect, shell chips, skinny bitch, I’ll sit on the shore not really knowing any more where the horizon is.   “If only you knew how beautiful you were.”   After the wreck I could not recognize my friend, bringer of Delhi morsels, blunts, the secret charm bracelet dangles in front of my eyes not mine sex lines a jade elephant  “I didn't want to break your heart.”   A secret division, how did I perceive the truth, was it The Truth, Who’s IT when everyone comes out of hiding?   "It looks like you've seen a ghost." Damn motives. Evidence. It's the 21st century, every person hides behind a digital enc...

  Like the way a leaf Falls. Trembling. On the verge before its Slow goodbye departure. Grateful to finally rest On this floor Where the leaf Kisses and kisses From sheer delight that its fragile body Can lay in love like this. my poetry chapbook available through etsy: Echoes  support Pretty Poems via Ko-fi  

  I read a hundred poems by now. Looking for A couple drags off a cigarette, some secret truth, Yesterday, and a bowl of oranges. I only needed to sleep tangled with him. My right thigh Between his plaid legs, his occasional snore, and if he Woke up unexpectedly, through the daze he’d kiss my lips. The cool dark shade of a coming night I needed. Words for air and thoughts and loving, I need those. I’ve read a thousand poems, I’m so far. Looking for a way To say this sometimes, the moon has a laughing face. But his eyes are closed like seals twirling a tight Water bundle of sense and premonition. If you look at the sea With your own face you’ll find a reflection of a hilarious moon. I sleep in hope That he’ll recite an epic dream of those joking constellations and the comedy of life as we sleep away in hope And love - "I needed to sleep with you,"   my poetry chapbook available through etsy: Echoes  support Pretty Poems via Ko-fi  

    They curl like ivy around each other In the backseat of her car (that’s all she can afford right now) Everything is in the back Suitcases, elephants, Risk, her college books, Her id badge, no bible, his skateboard, his Handheld games, Art of War, The Decline of the Roman Empire, and all the blankets cover that up like snow If it was winter at the gate. No one turns back, I notice How clingy ivy is. You remember once someone warned you. "Leaves of three, let it be."   my poetry chapbook is available on etsy: Echos  support Pretty Poems via Ko-fi  

    "I search for a word, the word, one word." I looked back, I'm sorry, at all those old love poems To listen to how they made your heart strike. I imagined what it was like when I first gave you that poem- Now I don't feel right reading between the lines for a sign to tell me where we are. "I barely touch you." My heart is aching for your soul, when we were cold we held onto each other; I miss your hands. I can't tell any more what I mean to say, for I can't think of anything but that face of yours and be sad over it. My love "You're collections like pieces of the sun to stare into, and eyes watery with tears you remember." I stared for hours into that empty sky for two escaping birds. Lover 1: (whispers) "Sometimes I feel like crying." Lover 2: "Me too."   my poetry chapbook available through etsy: Echoes  support Pretty Poems via Ko-fi

 I have a secret collection of xmen and Avengers comics. On the top of my Marvel Cineamatic movie list is Logan, Infinity War, Spider Man, and I love a weekend of X Men movies or Gaurdians of the Galaxy. I was not prepared for Doctor Strange. Someone told me to watch it because he messes up his hands just like me. In 2018, October, my right arm went through a glass window. I had two lacerations that severed my meridian and ulnar nerve. I have CRPS, a rare and terrible nerve disease along with depression I already carried from years of abuse. Cumberbath forgot he was in a comic book movie and it was like watching an Oscar film. One scene in particular tore me apart.  [as Strange is desperately trying to find a way to cure his hands] Christine Palmer: You’ve always spent money as fast as you could make it, but now you’re spending money you don’t even have. Maybe it’s time to consider stopping. Dr. Stephen Strange: No, now is exactly the time not to stop because, you see...

  A fun deep dive into this 13 episode anime that's free to watch on Crunchy Roll. If you adore romance that combines the supernatural that touch on darker themes then keep reading for my review.     Our main character, Sakuta, walks into the school library and notices a model/actress dressed as a bunny girl, and only he can see her. Meet Mai who is also a senior in is high school who has Puberty Syndrome:  a term used to describe abnormal experiences during adolescence as a result of sensitivity and instability, this is the magical plot device or supernatural part which also delves into some dark territory.  It doesn't go too deep and tries to explain this phenomenon by quantum physics. Sakuta goes against the grain and doesn't care to fit in at school, where that is a big deal for his little sister, a character that's really important to the story because it's one of the main reasons why he believes in what Mai is going through. You've probabl...