que sera sera
©

btw to the person who submitted ‘red’ as a poem prompt: i apologize for accidentally making your poem about les mis

although really what did you expect i mean

This is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Saint Michel

courfius:

my school invented the disturbing state of disrepair aesthetic

nereiids:

THE WAY THE PAGAN GODS ARE HALF REMEMBERED HERE

FIRE POEM, Berlin || Robert Montgomery