My dear, how do I tell you I love you so that it rings truer than any other triplet of words you’ve heard? So that the sincerity, the profundity, of my honest convictions can permeate into the depths of your well-kept soul. This conundrum would deprive me of countless nights of summer night’s sleep during … Continue reading A Fictional Letter Of Unrequited Love.
growing up
Meloncholy
We sit in grey suits across from one another; stiff and straight like toy soldiers. ‘The weather is nice’ A small yellow-green netted globe sits between us- we’re a world apart Breaking the tension I bring out the knife and slice up the sun, 10 minutes later and we’re spitting out the hard honey seeds … Continue reading Meloncholy
Alicia Jones Poetry 