rosas in ventum

‘cardboard cutouts of paper hearts.’ • rin, 23, any pronouns •

[thehapless-writer]

‘Saying Your Names| Crush’ by Richard Siken

[serratedpens]

Tourist, Sonia Feldman

[nathanielorion]

הבל | hevel

This is how it goes: God whispers in Cain’s jealous ear, drawing his attention to the Sin crouched at his doorway. Sin has haunted eyes and a mouth that has been kissed. Let there be no doubt that Sin has been kissed, with a wet-red mouth that may taste of blood or pomegranate or the electric crackle of a stoplight. Cain looks at Sin. He runs his tongue over his teeth.

This is how it goes: Cain leaves the house at one am in bare feet and a hoodie, careful to avoid the last stair that creaks, and treks out into the Field. There are many fields in the world but there is only one Field. Cain feels the difference in the grass when he crosses the border from field to Field, the way the grey-green blades stand up at attention in his wake, the way the dirt turns ice-cold and furious beneath his heels. The earth is good with foreshadowing. The tree of Knowledge has deep roots.

This is how it goes: God says, I will take you or your brother.

God says, You get to choose.

And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”

I have never made brothers before, God explains. That is how I thought they were made. What more do you want?

“I want to steal some of his kindness,” Cain says, and shakes his pocket knife out of his sleeve.

Back at home, Abel sits up in his bed with a start, heart racing. That was close, he thinks, that was a damn close one, and does not know why.

In the Field, the ground warms as blood seeps into the dirt. 

[literaturereads]

"And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”

- Nathaniel Orion, "Hevel"

[beebeedibapbeediboop]

Oh to be a postwoman delivering love letters to nymphs

[tenderwatches]

sometimes you need dialogue tags and don't want to use the same four

[stories-by-hails]

For anyone who needs this

[writing-prompt-s]

!!!!

[thehapless-writer]

‘i, the earth, and you, the moon,’ by th–w

[firstfullmoon]

Maria Gray, “[Years of pelvic floor therapy]”

[metamorphesque]

I’ve been the shadow of your shadow

Richard Siken, Peter Wever, Ilya Kaminsky, Margaret Atwood, Ada Limón, Akseli Gallen-Kallela, Richard Siken, @maieste, Madeline Miller, Holly Warburton, Shauna Barbosa, Benjamin Alire Sáenz

[theotherkingdoms]

— Megan Fernandes, “Do You Sell Dignity Here?” from I Do Everything I’m Told

[oldwinesoul]

[metamorphesque]

"Beautiful Losers", Leonard Cohen

[thehapless-writer]

‘Acidwash Storm,’ th–w

[serratedpens]

[saintkerosene]

there she goes

[bottlecap-press]

From Francesca Kritikos’ chapbook, Animals Don’t Go To Hell, available at https://bottlecap.press/products/animals-dont-go-to-hell-by-francesca-kritikos

[odesofmeddea-deactivated2024121]

—carol ann duffy, from medusa; ‘the world's wife’