his prodigal son

indie malcolm bright from prodigal son. written by: vanna semi-private. if you message me we can plot something out.

[luthienne]

There’s too much grief. Mother, / what shall I do with it?

Denise Levertov, from Life in the Forest; “Soul-Cake” (via luthienne)

[lifeinpoetry]

And I think that’s what a father is / —a blade that never stops cutting.

Desireé Dallagiacomo, from “Origin Story,” Sink (via issybeewrites)