and those black stitches searing the head. And; because I didn’t say the first thing on my mind. Is it better to die averse, than live as proof to another? Another, because One is predecessor to Nothing. Alone, a metal table under burning light, tall menial men draping scrubs with silver rods picking the brain— […]
“Death to the sky!” Cried ants being beaten out by human heels. Each morning the crows wake me With cackling cries. I think At least fifty flock to my room. Spirals without direction, Drawn in the earth, Drawn from the ant’s mind, Aimless spirals, because what the hell Were we ever following? Ants and crows […]
I hate the way the sun goes down in the evening. I love to talk with strangers. I hate to say I could be happier. I love dancing beneath pine trees. I hate how I can’t climb ten feet up any tree trunk. I love appreciating stillness. I hate spiders and centipedes. I love to […]
For grinded-teeth car rides; For growing up. For being beaten into pavement; To prove a point. For oily cat piss stains beneath the bed; For abandonment. For coins and green paper; To live in a shadow. For low-tide seas; For a shiny shell that breaks in a year. Litter lent my nose the scent […]
Content warning: graphic violence A shovel exuding the earth, Harking clouds, splattered in red– Judging which lays beneath dirt, God fearing pillar to man, Searing skies with treacherous stares, Branded children sway to a hurricane’s wind, Barely fogging outlines of a justice driven structure. Eventually the skies may clear, My grandmother told me, In an […]
Home was becoming more of a second abode to the two. Alice and Sam would stumble in, late hours of the night, Sighing as they brushed their teeth in an unwanted bathroom. Laying beside an unloved lover, Sinking further into cohesive blindness. Drinking was of the hour, until Alice realized it was the only thing […]
Blankets of nightly aura roll through clouds like spirits, Trembling scarecrows, inviting the unwelcome crow, Bits of city rubble rain descend to chapels like meteors, Terrible tales be told like spirals, Bellowing frogs croak oil like stomach acid, Taunting figures lurk in your mirrors, Burning grass leads you to a path, To bodies strewn in […]