
Beacon
You can see the world from up here. It makes me scared to ever look away. I recall first seeing you in this light, and how the silver darted off your lips into the unexpecting dull of my retina. White […]
You can see the world from up here. It makes me scared to ever look away. I recall first seeing you in this light, and how the silver darted off your lips into the unexpecting dull of my retina. White […]
The first drops of sunlight sit still atop your forehead; your skin’s milk fusing with the white underneath. Every atom of your being rises slowly as you breathe as if composed of fragments laid out where you’re spread. Leave a […]
pt. 1 I am lying on my back in an alleyway. And the stones are digging into my skin, as I rack my mind, about all those times that I refused to let you in. Do you remember […]