Too sugary too angry too perverse – the sick sweet rotting of the human heart.
Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss (via soracities)
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Too sugary too angry too perverse – the sick sweet rotting of the human heart.
Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss (via soracities)
Cobra venom isn’t poisonous. People just get freaked out when they get bitten by cobras and let their negative emotions do the poisoning for them. I’ve been bitten by dozens of serpents over the last fortnight and due to my positive attitude I am healthier than I have ever been in years.
a girl whos tummy is sore because she ate dairy: is a bit quiet a guy:She was perfect, pure maddening sex, and she knew it, and she played on it, dripped it, and allowed you to suffer for it
Bright splash of blood on the kitchen floor. Astonishing red. (All that brightness inside me?)
Laura Kasischke, from “View from glass door,” Space, in Chains (via lifeinpoetry)
how you looked the snake in the eyes and took a hold of that apple. you, rotting from the inside, so tired of being soft sick of your broken bible spine.
Kelsey Krempasky, Eve, published in The Rising Phoenix Review (via risingphoenixpress)
WITH YOU INSIDE ME COMES THE KNOWLEDGE OF MY DEATH. YOU HAVE SKIN IN YOUR MOUTH. YOU LICK ME STUPIDLY.
girl as god girl as void maybe that’s the / same thing maybe there’s no difference between holy / and empty maybe divine is CHAOS maybe / all my hollow could look hot / from another ANGLE / maybe i am tired / of maybes maybe i am tired of / choking on my own fucking blood / maybe i am tired / of being godless—
Esther Liv, excerpt from CRAZY GRL X GODS (via mythaelogy)
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I was carving my name into your side and you were calling me soft, calling me gentle. I do not think you were paying attention.
Trista Mateer, from “For the One Who Loved My Hands More than Anything Else,” The Dogs I Have Kissed (via neuseks)
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