Addie Santos : Writing

breaking me

breaking me

A Poem by Addie Santos


I always imagine myself naked,perched over a rock,the mountain streams flowing.I have a crappy batteryoperated radio beside me.The station plays class..
what i heard when he said i love you #1

what i heard when he said i love you #1

A Poem by Addie Santos


Hearing him say I love you was not the sweetest thing I have heard. The thought of his warm body next to mine every day every nig..
a rant.

a rant.

A Poem by Addie Santos


I want to be the girl that cleans your wounds.Not your mother,or some stranger’s arms you happened to fall into.I want you to think of me the mo..
the governor's son

the governor's son

A Story by Addie Santos


He’s got his left arm cradling her lust waist. Her skin glistened. Her pelvises were sharp just like how his jawbone was.She looked like somethi..
tumours are all i have.

tumours are all i have.

A Poem by Addie Santos


When you start to reallylove a person,the kind of feelingthat leaves you soreand makes you bite your nails;it’s like touchinga growing tumourund..
traveling with friends whose lovers swore they will love them forever

traveling with friends whose lovers swore they wil..

A Story by Addie Santos


I do not mind solitude at all. I dance around my apartment alone, welcoming the uninvited thin winds as I awkwardly sway to the masculine resonance ow..
My Skin's Gospel

My Skin's Gospel

A Story by Addie Santos


Your kisses are like scattered leaves in the fall, each one falling with effortless grace as they finally reach my skin. To think of it, they were lik..
Untitled #03

Untitled #03

A Poem by Addie Santos


I asked for a rose,he gave me a rose gardenwith white fences guarding it.I asked for a novel,he gave me first editionshe bought from auctions and muse..

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