NAOMI ELLE

Concealed All of those lines... Way underneath There’s no space, no air for them to be found So, they must settle And quiver around...

A spot in the middle is all that she thought she wanted to be In a space where all of her dreams and ambitions ripened by her feet And a...

A spot in a puddle Fed upon a plate Force fed or should I go beyond? Of all that I’ve been taught Essentially all that I know Against the...