the writer of woe : Writing

washed up

washed up

A Poem by the writer of woe


I haven't written in months. I haven't met encouragement in a long time. My life has turned.
Dear Anna

Dear Anna

A Poem by the writer of woe


Just a short letter to my beloved.
Wrong

Wrong

A Poem by the writer of woe


What is right?
Skin

Skin

A Poem by the writer of woe


Why does everyone resort to it?
Sonnet IV

Sonnet IV

A Poem by the writer of woe


The word 'lat' stands for Latin. It is used in the sense that Latina women are very shapely.
Unfinished

Unfinished

A Poem by the writer of woe


This poem describes how I cannot see through the eyes of my lover, yet I can still love her.
She

She

A Poem by the writer of woe


Part of my literary poems.
Sour

Sour

A Poem by the writer of woe


Yet another poem about my beloved.
illness

illness

A Poem by the writer of woe


Just a sad story about cancer.

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