Reptiles live in a perpetual state of sadness. We are never not sad.
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Reptiles live in a perpetual state of sadness. We are never not sad.
Framing postcards
Rearranging furniture
The lizards that live in my back door frame
Birth control in the mail
A craft store coupon that expires on your birthday
Kaleidoscopic visions
Temporary memory loss
Vomiting
Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
I still refer to these things as yours
Even though you are not here
And they never belonged to you
I think this shower stall has the capability to cave in on me
Or perhaps the water will turn to blood
Or worst of all
I would imagine that when you said
“I will ruin you”
It meant that we would be together at least
Maybe I could go blind
But there are very few things
That are worse than feeling like a fool
At the thought of being pressed on by your finger tips
How long does it take to wash the prints away?
How deep do I need to dig to peel your ghost away from my body?
I swing the door wide open
That which I had once barracaded with all of my might
I yell out to the abyss, to wherever you are
Come back
I can tear the hinges off
Wipe your feet on my welcome mat
Wipe your feet on me
Go right ahead
jeff buckley
The Hand Has Twenty-Seven Bones—: These Hands If Not Gods, Natalie Diaz
gabriela silang, revolutionary filipina ✸ my full piece for @DamesZine Vol. 2!
this one meant a lot to me. thank you to the mods who invited me and gave me the opportunity to do this!
✸ imagine the flowers at your feet, the stars in the sky ✸
one of my plans this year is to redo some of of my old art that both my past and present audience will (hopefully) enjoy! 🌞💖 second on my list is what i thought was a tough piece to make at my skill level back in 2016.
Photographer: Fabrizio Raschetti
✸ peonies and frends ✸
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Won’t you tell me what you’re thinking of?
Would you be an outlaw for my love?
If it’s so then let me know
If it’s no then I can go
I won’t make you
✸ errands ✸
I whelve you deep in the flames
Only to wake up the next morning grieving in the ashes
Wishing the pages could rewrite themselves
“How does it feel?”
“Absolute.”
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“ You are a witch. You are the Scarlet Witch. Harbinger of Chaos. So it is written. So it is foretold. ”