Alicia Phillips

Winter Park, Florida

My grace is wasted in my face and my boldness stands alone among the wreck. I need to learn from my mother or just spend my days biting my own neck. Anything I ever do will live inside of me with great intensity, but this heart of mine can't help but have vast amounts of density because you told me that I would find a hole, within the fragile substance of my soul.I have filled this void with things unreal and all the while my character it steals.