I suppose we learn to sink into these days, like sinking into the silk of sheets. We breathe, we are lost. We must let ourselves crawl into the dirt of these days, like roots, clutching for our missing nutrients—always digging deeper for something more. But that something comes only in moments. If it was constant, […]
They cry to me from their golden cages, where letters are stamped out from their fingers. The stencilled out phrases rattle through the bars, so that they can no longer reach them. The letters spell ‘help,’ but their long-lashed eyes and downy hair makes me hate them. For I have small eyes, shrunk back in […]
Madness can grow from boredom. Shut tight, and that is when the wallpaper starts to move. Constrained in dresses and rhymes, and that is when the purple cat grins. Lock her in a house with no hallways, and that is when she takes an axe.
We rounded up a jam jar with fireflies. Still sticky, they glowed, lighting up the innocence in her blue eyes. We laughed, surrounded by bread crumbs and things that glow in the moon.
Dusty screen door slams, grasshoppers at her lips, she ran, rusty nails in her soles, ghosts in the attic crept their hands on her thigh, she ran.
Skin as tough as salted pavement, attracting the tongues of wobbly deers. Honey, watch out for the beast that leers in saltless city streets— for he only craves the tasteless.
Should I move into this space? It is dark and dripping. He pulls my hand. The lights flash yellow and red against my eyes. They shine on the clear drips of water, turning them into pools of colour. My boots bounce off the silence of the cement floors. Am I meant to be here? Someone […]