Delilah DeBrief writes poetry the way others write apologies: too late, too much, and with just enough lipstick to leave a mark.

Equal parts romantic and rascal, she specializes in verse that misbehaves - exploring love, lust, and very bad decisions across hotel rooms, old text threads, and literary devices you were told not to touch. When she's not writing, she can be found re-reading her favorite sensual poetry in the bath.

She believes in strong coffee, open endings, and the power of a well-placed ellipsis...