E. Kathleen

Seamstress of the heart and cloth. Part fiction, part truth, all prose. NSFW.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

It's not exactly art, but it's me.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I'm sorry.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I will never stop kissing lipstick onto parchment and leaving it on your doorstep.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I let the monster win.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

There will be blushing flowers, and white gauze, and wet grass, and lilac bouquets, and violins.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I garner the strength of a thousand swallows.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

Cryptic angst and fragmented loving.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

What a powerful feeling love is.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I miss his sonnets, I miss his birdsong.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I am quite fond of your monsters.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I bleed too quietly.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

It's all pins & needles in my heart.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

Shackled to his mind but dwelling in his heart.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

The simplest sentiments & the most profound impacts.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

To live and breathe history between gasps of ice and frost.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I'll be waiting here in rags and pearls.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

"You are what love would be if it took on the form of a woman."

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I wait for the snowstorm as if it alone could keep me alive.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

The quiet names I have cultivated for myself; the varied masks I have worn.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I am like a hydrangea, I live and I die in rapid, withering bursts.

[E. Kathleen @importantskirts]

I love you and there is nothing else.