[floatingstirnerhead]

A kitchen is a research lab for new ways to say I love you

[ceruleanheaven]

i am always one wrong word away from being shot by all the people who find me tolerable

[translatingpoststogerman]

himmelblauerhimmel

ich bin immer ein falsches wort davon entfernt von all den leuten erschossen zu werden die mich erträglich finden

Notes:

In German, when someone is being shot, you have to specify whether they were merely wounded ("angeschossen") or shot to death ("erschossen").

[anonymousalchemistz]

I do like that given the opportunity to specify, you did choose to kill op

[translatingpoststogerman]

I assumed that's what op intended

[missives-from-lost-continents]

Perhaps of all the Ss in the

world, to grace the ends of countless plurals

The most important S of all Ss

'S the S that turns princes

To Princess

[missives-from-lost-continents]

Sufficient blunt force splits skin regardless

[missives-from-lost-continents]

One night, the sky had fallen. A translucent blackness stretched over the city like parafilm, holding in the fumes and keeping out the stars. On an operating table, a woman was to have her flesh, at her request, replaced. One controlled incision followed by a dozen panicked slashes. There was no flesh to replace, no nerves to fix to wires, no organs to swap for their betters. Only a chest cavity packed with searing void. The scalpel came back free of blood, yet far from clean.

[missives-from-lost-continents]

My mind, it sings to me:

Belittling liturgies

amphetamine melodies half

sizzling synergy a

jittery syzygy:

scope and

the enemy

bang.

[missives-from-lost-continents]

curdled reflection of candlesmoke fate

rattled inflection a mourning-cloak spate

interjection I tattle: autoinvoked hate.

[missives-from-lost-continents]

Red quicksilver rivers

A pantomime killer

A flaw running forward and back

Beneath her bent fingers

Gold eventide glimmer

Caresses revealing the cracks