Throwback Friday – Porcelian Skin by Liyona

Go Dog Go Café

Dark nights

And damp mornings

Leave me

With pits and ripened aches

In my chest

It was at the hotel

In town square

Where I fell into his

Porcelain skin

Tempted by the

Color of lust

Only to wake

At the dawn of

The sun

And see that my own

Soul had

Turned to stone.

Hardened to my

Regrets

And sins.


Liyona is an “average joe” kind of writer who likes to think about ordinary things and then write them down. Ever since she can remember, she has been rhyming words and creating lyric poems. During her college years, she took a more serious bent toward writing and started to post on her blog (The Life and Times of a Quirky Character). Currently, she resides on the East Coast of the United States just north of the country’s capital. Liyona’s prose have been published in Visual Verse, Flora Fiction…

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