{untitled poem xiv} x e.l. jayne

{untitled poem xiv} and don’t blame me  for wanting to be hopelessly in love because love is the only thing  we can truly curate in our lives.

{untitled poem xiii} x e.l. jayne

i hurry up and finish my civilian duties for the day so i can sit on this barren hardwood floor,  drink red wine,  and compose poetry, which is, in fact, my greatest contribution as a civilian. –e.l. jayne

{souvenir} poem x e.l. jayne

{souvenir} zooming out i can see clearly, which role i cast you to play, and indeed you played it well, the rarities you represented about me, to not return home empty handed, like a souvenir but better. a good drama always has a heart wrenching last act, to let you know it’s over, there’s no…