#thevonessence

[thevonessence]

PINOT GRICIO HOROSCOPES

Tonight I drank over six glasses of wine  and then broke the seventh,  which splintered all across the floor of my shower at 2 AM,  and even as I swore under my breath and cursed myself for a fool,  as I brushed the tiny shards into my hand I dared them to slice me open,  burrow in deep,  because blood and glass is manageable but this pain shuddering deep  in my chest is something  that can’t be healed with Neosporin and Band-aids. 

Tonight we had a conversation  about the ways that things  had changed;  I was crying  and you  were calm  when I had hoped you would be  anything but.

I cup the shards of pinot grigio-steeped glass in my hand  and it’s like I’m back in  seventh grade, reading life and heart lines in the creases of my palm,  freshman year of college studying the rune stones tumbled across the carpet, sophomore year gulping down tea and then trying to read the leaves like a prophecy,  and now I’m here,  seeing the  past, present, and future in  flesh and glass and wine,  and even though there’s no  punctures I still feel like I  am bleeding. 

/ /  A.v.E.  (Nov 2021) 

[thevonessence]

The Chills

do you hear the creak of the stairs the rustle of shifting limbs, the quiet wheeze of exhaling breath on the back of your neck? Listen:

for footsteps pattering down an empty hallway; for dry whispers bleeding out from the crack beneath the closet door like an open wound: if you can hear them, they can see you.

even if the glitter of eyes peering out of the air vents is dulled by the bedside lamp you left on, the light will not quiet the tapping of long fingers scratching inside the walls.

/ /  A.v.E. (2018) 

[thevonessence]

Spotted on a walk in Burlington, VT. Shot with 35mm Ilford Delta 400 film on a  Chinon CM-3 camera. 

[deathfoundme-alive]

your butt is pretty i like your butt a whole lot it is so pretty 

- a haiku i wrote when i was inebriated