BIO: Mayim Moonchild is an up-and-coming model & poet. Some of her best poems were created under the shadow of a make-up artist.
My lips chapped as if I swapped spit with the devil
My eyes water like a mother in mourning of a deceased child
The room feels as if its twirling,
yet it feels stuffed full & muggy
I can barely breathe
Is this death,
or what is love?