OpheliaOphelia holds flowers as she drowns;
She's plucked and killed and buried them with her...
Sacha Chafer-Budeiri
Twenty year-old writer from London, UK. Currently pursuing a literature degree and romanticising every part of it.
London, United Kingdom
Selected work (3 publications)
I Thought of GriefI knew you ineffably, like exposed
bones. There was comfort in the pain, knowing
you (who was invisible) were with me.
Forgotten feelings swept silently through
Like sap spilling out the aged oak tree...
To The Girls Who Danced Againthe consummation of two vessels
is dangerous only when sight blinks into focus,
all hell revealed. little archangel of
the girls damned existence for milk of the Earth-mother;
they cut up Bacchus, whiskey, cradle—