Thank you for taking the time to consider my work, I hope it speaks to you the same way it does to me.
ivan the terrible was afraid of the dark
ivan the terrible was afraid of the dark
it is difficult to not feel small
when looking at the black sky
dotted with jewels
each placed with precision
the breath catches in the throat
and the stillness is horrifying
perhaps this is why humans thirst for chaos
because we cannot sit in the quiet
vows
vows
i will love you as patroclus
loved achilles.
with blood under my fingernails
and venom on my lips
i will hold you
like you are the world
because to me, you are.
and not even death could do us part.
on being alone
on being alone
the worst kind of alone
is when you can feel the absence
bruising your shoulders
and my god, it’s heavy.
the worst kind of lonely
is when you’re in a room full of people
wishing you could go home
to be alone by yourself.
