Nicole Jean Turner | Worcester, MA
The poison from your love would suck the venom from my heart and awaken my terribly tired, tourmented soul. And… Read more
My mind feels like it’s melting into a puddle behind my eye. A throbbing vein left of my temple beats a song softly crying… Read more
Whispers in her ear wrap around her mind like a serpent and rattle in her ears until she cannot breathe.… Read more