dangerous love

words by allyssa + photos by vallejo

 

She thinks about everything left unsaid, and how language does not only happen in the realm of words.

She wanted to meet someone who could speak those wordless languages.

She knew she would.

She knew she would meet someone with whom she might identify and share something beautiful, something meaningful, something extraordinary — perhaps even something lasting — but she hadn’t done it yet.

She hadn’t been ready.

She wanted to know her self, first.

what is poetry?

poetry is

an experience

of — and beyond —

the body

 

 

poetry is sweet

poetry is naughty

 

 

poetry
embraces
the

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of

expression

 

 

poetry is the teacher

poetry is the lesson

the succulence of being

words by allyssa + photos by vallejo

 

♥

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She would lie

on her bed

and dream.

Of a world where she would never hear a child scream, 

save for the moments that felt thrilling and enlivening.

Like, on a rollercoaster.

Or, opening presents

on Christmas morning.