Ella Valentine

Joined January 2021

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A poet and screenwriter based between NYC, LA and London. I'd love to connect with fellow creatives - feel free to reach out to me!

Twitter: @_EllaValentine

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Last June
There are so many things I am not allowed to tell you: I don’t like the way you wrap your towel around your body, the way your voice changes when you are about to say something serious, your eyes when you see in my eyes that I don’t love you.
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
Only The Children Are Happy
Swinging and skipping; innumerable summers at our country house filled with children’s laughter and dog barking – sometimes the dogs bit us but we kept playing joyously oblivious to the pain of the wounds, and the even bigger pain of the ticking of the clock.
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
When Summer is Over
You told me once about your dream of us eating anchovies by the beach but then you changed your mind about eating animals .
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
Eternal Summer
When I think of you I always think of bright mornings Have I ever even seen you in winter? I sit alone at home miles away and to see you I have to close my eyes .
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
Sunset is The Happiest Colour
I feel your body next to me Smoking next to me Vaping lightly next to me And I love that you love violet skies like me Summer violet blue
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
Visions in Ocean Blue
You told me once about your dream of us eating anchovies by the beach but then you changed your mind about eating animals.
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
The Sun Won't Set
I always left in the morning when the sun was blinding yellow and you were happy but you never said anything the same way you drop a big sugar cube in my coffee and overcook my eggs every morning
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
Golden Eternity
Souls and nights and dollars and wine Old songs, new loves - we’ve seen enough of this world to know all and yet -
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
Burn baby, burn
The American dream crashing, burning. We accept reality so readily we no longer dream of big shiny smiles, flying cars and the ecstasy of a new love – we pray no one dies today we pray nothing burns today.
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
Hollywood Ending
I am coming and you are gorgeous a little drunk suffocating in your small apartment in quarantine, curled up in sweats eating pasta - you always wanted to eat pasta
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
Journeys of Immortality
Souls and nights and dollars and wine Old songs, new loves - we’ve seen enough of this world to know it all and yet - we are still hoping for immortality, for an eternal love
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets
The Coffee You Bought Me
Tonight you’re thinking of my hands pressing hard on your ribs you’re in pain but you don’t say anything The same way you drop a big sugar cube in my coffee and overcook my eggs every morning
By Ella Valentine5 years ago in Poets

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Last June

Only The Children Are Happy

When Summer is Over

Eternal Summer

Sunset is The Happiest Colour

Visions in Ocean Blue

The Sun Won't Set

Golden Eternity

Burn baby, burn

Hollywood Ending

Journeys of Immortality

The Coffee You Bought Me

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