Drive me to a ditch and I’ll dig the grave myself through conversation.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYDrive me to a ditch and I’ll dig the grave myself through conversation.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYLike a wild cat in the Serengeti, I land on my feet and transcend reality.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYAn old song; a whiff of perfume; nostalgia let’s me time travel back to you.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYThe body is but a vessel to carry the soul. A container ship to protect it as it passes through this world.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYI wish the voices would pour from every orifice. Bleed from my bones and drain me of this illness.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYKiss my wine-drenched mouth and drown in drunk temptations offered by the night.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYShe loathes her body but covers it in sequins. Attempts at self-love.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYOld habits die hard, so fill up my cup and let’s raise hell in heaven.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYSand between her toes she dances with earth without a care in the world.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYEyes water, throat burns. Sins splattered like modern art; My ritual purge.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYPink dress, chestnut curls. A picture of innocence before life stole her.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYEvery freckle, mole, dimple, and scar, shine bright in my body’s constellation of stars.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYSticks and stones break bones but words ferment like poison. A slow, painful death.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYVanilla ice cream melts down my wrist as my lips melt all over yours.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYIntrusive thoughts burn holes in my brain. I guess that’s why I’m so empty.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYShadows follow me the way a vulture stalks death. One small step ahead.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERY