shelbinh
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By: shelbi henny Recruit the imperfect To linger in the obstacle Of falling stars that never Make us complete We sip the finest Only to wish for the Simplest of drinks And we stare at the girl Dancing for the attention Sitting in corners Of perseverance Judge no one but ourselves Loving the darkness that…
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I had lost everything in California. I had lost the job i had went to school for. Working petty jobs just to make ends meet. I gave up my house that i was renting. Missing my family and feeling like I had no one. I was culturally different. My mannerisms seemed either unethical or too…
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By: shelbi henny She can linger and leave you in disdain of fatal Attraction That burns through organs And pollutes the air Staining fabric of cold Sheets Sealing memoirs With tainted collisions Leaving you famous in These streets Knowing tales but never Really remembering being There Holding and kissing transparency Voices blending with the air…
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By: shelbi henny How does it feel Being so defined yet encrypted To feel me without even touching you Molding the emotions To react towards distance when we form storms That soak the visual Leaving on my back Staring at the ceiling Wondering why you are missing How am i catching feelings As though its…
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By: shelbi henny Recalling the sentiment That coiled its fixtures Around my neck Creeping into the blood Vessel that surfaces to my heart I wonder where has this creature come from Learning so much from my reactions But how did you know what to say That makes perfect sense to my antonyms Proving visible connections…
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By: Shelbi Henny Hints experiencing something unseen flawless to the smile she proclaimed I wonder if memories feel the same cock loaded I remember how you taste but false hopes leaves us blind to escape we try to fantasies of us still being there even though we move fast no one can seem to compare…
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By: Shelbi Henny smoke clouds collective I was distracted by sensual analogies that birthed the similarities between me and us remembering colors that seemed to much forcing myself to realize the senses what makes this seem to turn me how is this realistic passing the temperature to normal when it was once winter what can…
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By: Shelbi Henny secretly the touch is crazy when in closed doors you don’t know me but then again what opens the wonder that leaves your lips flat lined holding on to crumbled pieces that place secrets in open range shots fired we felt army made playing obstacles full grown in kid like descriptions what…
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I was 12 years old in this photo. I was spending the summer with my cousin in Baton Rouge, LA. Her grandmother’s house seemed like a mansion to me. I didn’t know anyone or been in a two story home before. There was a stone wall in the guest room. I was a small town…
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By: Shelbi Henny sip me slow and make me forget tomorrow cool the moment in transitions to were my legs dangle from the position where countless intermissions progress to fantasies we live in shackle me into the bitter and sweet taste that form me into curiosity which molds us and unites us leaves us then…
shelbi confessions 