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“Where my friend awakens, there is no snow. / Can you imagine it? / She must step into her grief in a world full of sun.”

— — Rachel Mennies, from “December 11, 2016,” The Naomi Letters

“He’s been watching too many horror movies. Aidonsvalley is just a tourist trap for weirdos who believe in all that nonsense.” AIDONSVALLEY (XXXX)

“As soon as you walked into the room / all the flowers said O hell yes.”

— Anaïs Duplan, from “I FELT LIKE A TRAFFIC LIGHT / AS SOON AS I GOT INSIDE YOU,” Take This Stallion

“you cried wolf, so i came running. QUESTION: am i the wolf or the savior? is my smile too sharp or just my teeth? ANSWER: come a little closer.”

— efb | questions & answers, #2

Haven’t I been good long enough?—kept my sorrows

tucked in a back pocket, folded like a Swiss blade. But now, I want to lie down, press my spine to the pocked earth,

tear off my shirt and writhe ‘til I loosen something at the back of my throat, make my own, terrible noise, hear it slip

into the iced air—is this how they do it?—when they open their trick jaws, tilt their heads up.

— Danusha Laméris, from “Coyote,” Bonfire Opera

monsters are always hungry, darling

Let’s see what you’re really made of. Still thinking about the metal man smh.

I can feel your fingers around my neck and trailing up my thigh (x)

I am the Red Death that passes

Taka-taka-taka

calcium

i hate when people ask me what sign i am like bitch i’m a sign from god. start running.

“Imagine three days of God / gone missing. Now, / imagine my lifetime of it.”

— — Airea D. Matthews, from “Sexton Texts a Backslider after Breaking Lent,” Simulacra

Microsoft Paint everybody