Jun 16, 2021
la locura / madness
i grow increasingly suspicious of the frenzied creature which has unearthed within, and out,
of me.
ella muerde. she bites. and scratches and hurls vulgar verbal daggers from her twisted loins. y aparantemente vive en mi. and she lives inside of me,
apparently. desperately, i stifle her. so she takes her talon hands and scratches at my wrists instead.