Zoe Elise Ramos : Writing

Made of concrete, made of gold

Made of concrete, made of gold

A Poem by Zoe Elise Ramos


Naked blades soft and bittremble, affix atop sharp, crystal wallcanonical, liquid together in pressure, embracedunfit dreams steaming smoke to a face,..
Beauty at the trice of every stirring

Beauty at the trice of every stirring

A Poem by Zoe Elise Ramos


Amaranth, effulgence whispers the surfeit of thy breadthBoughs interplait like anxious stripling bursting alive, lithely muteProtea, rolling bau..
The broken wings of reverie leave me always having faith

The broken wings of reverie leave me always having..

A Poem by Zoe Elise Ramos


Perduredelphinium,serous dahlia sparked live,flowered fine, variegated,gorgeous veins, sage spores of gossamery,gorged chassis filled, precious tonic,..
Today, I think I want to die

Today, I think I want to die

A Poem by Zoe Elise Ramos


Knees to chest at the heart of musing grotto larvate in dregs like a neotrogla pest with body strict siphoned mecca sprays abstract nihility sti..