Door left open

Violet's attraction

Every knob leads 
          to a different path
Walk through
No going back
          When you do

Nothing will ever 
           be the same

Keep it closed
You never know

All the spots that make you squeamish

       Blood splatter combat
       Step into your place

Touch them

I can imagine 
        the sickness it brings

Replace with how someone
            would bend
embrace the unwanted parts

Inevitable 
         to be one

Mnemonic scars

Leave the mask behind

          Guide yours

Shockwave treatment

                     Fucking listen

All that you want

Irregularity

         Show me

         Explain

Minds already made

Listen to the pleas

Hands                   brain
            Stem

Nervous system

                    Dysfunction

Stimulate
Core muscles

          Bone grinding bone

Laid up fantasy

                       You 
                       against 
                       me

Wormhole
           Expandable

Throw rocks
           Glass house

Shatter

Pebbles in the river

        Whisper to the fairies

Light reflection
         Upstream
Point of view

No race
          Only fate

Watch as your flowers
           curl

Quick glance
           Thief in the night

Pick through trash
anyone left before

Thirteen
         Thousand

Stone opal
         Clear translucency

Hermit leaves

          Mind shell

Dirty feathers

Release back into the wild

      Different passageways

Smash

I’m selfish
         I don’t leave anything behind

With each kiss I’ll leave
          hot stones
smolder
          my sins

Let your crown down
         Near me again
You’ve been worn

Consistent reminder

Lick the salt
         Direct wound

              Sunne

Mind
           Body
                     Soul

            Moony

Smelter
         Flint and pyrite
Incinerate the past

Embrace the burn
          Goddess temple
                        Deserves

Post Apocalyptic
                    Catharsis

Destination unknown
1749 life’s path

Blink

Once

Twice

I’m here

Redemption
Tear laced acid drips

Exit 
Matrix

Tongue slip
Word spoken

Portal music
Bass bump
Skin falls

Butterfly wing
Torn off
Still flies
Free

Long hair
Weight carries over
Cause of suffocation


Slaughter
House of Ego

Record memory
Cloak to hide the mystery
Gaunt faces, stretched smile

Soul seer

Devours

Truth lives in each eye

Monster transformed

Angel

Name called
Never sworn

By a calling
Sirens roar

Atoms significant
Clipped wings soar again

They who shall not be named
Unaware of their fate

Angel swoops in
Save them 
Gain

Weakening breath
each step
Angel takes

Reclamation
Impatient
Waves

Divine gestures, sweet embrace
Silenced Angel
Traces of gold

Remembrance mistaken
Kindness folds

Underneath belly of the beast
Angel smiles
Blade hidden

Touch my skin

Remind me of humanity


Vulnerable


My heart is the ringer

Shredded through a grater


I’ve left some

I’ve only been with


one person

one man

one human


Supposed to be

The one


Forever kind of love

Celibacy


Tryna tape up the pieces


I’ve always been


Make out

Stranger

Roof top


All he wanted to do was touch me


Cool or whatever


Spin the bottle

Multitude

So many to choose


I’m a great kisser

I love women


Caged up too soon

Everyone was confused


Why is she with that man?


Your a great kisser

First thing he said


That was my punishment

No touch for you

Silent

Fool


Replaced my armor

Heavy weight chains


Open wide

Silence


Brought down

Scrappy knees


It’s been 3 years

Will my hymen grow back?


I was with no one before


He was my first

My only


Am I the Virgin Mary?


I’ll continue to hope

The door is open

I’ll leave my armor outside

Weapons neatly tucked away

I already know how to stay


What gets me through is the thoughts


One day


I’ll lay my head somewhere to rest

Maybe even safely


I pour,

we drink


I eat,

we eat


I love,

love


I want you to

break the code


Unravel the patterns


Someone who is actually

Unafraid


I bite,

when bitten


What is all this for?


Let’s find each others roots

Trace back to where we’ve met


I’ve seen you,

always


They already broke me

there’s more


Beneath the surface

map of disintegration


Moldavite

Explore

Pumpkin seed
What do you see?

Shell full of doubt
Fertilizer in a cup

Ledge became its home
Few storms
Knocked down
Earth watch
No faith in this

Do you know how long?
They take to grow
Torrential rain came
Our thoughts were all the same

Poor seed

Oh wait
Is that...
No way
There is a sprout

Change in the moment
Realization of the need to grow
Do you see the roots?
Let’s give it more room

Now the head is filled with
More doubt
Relocated to our pathway
Endless possibilities of harm
Impulsive hands rip out

Look 

See

Stop

It’s too early
Please no worry

Use the stick, dig deep
Roots want to spread
Gently pat the dirt around
Let them breathe
Pour some water

Take this lesson
Be proud of your sprout
Not even fate’s will can contain fear

hey i see you soul gazing

what’s on your mind?

i got six shots
but only one
in my revolver
the rest consist of
liquor
and syringes
filled with my
lost innocence
its mixed with
dirty
water

i’m depicting something sickly
and i couldn’t tell you why
i place each step ensuring,
fate may take me
where i hide

crawling into a constricting hole,
just like the pupils
in my eyes

you told me what it’s like to be alive
how to fight
taught me how to survive
i hate that you were right
i hate i had
to try
to prove
that i could do
something that’d hurt you
but
for me it will be fine

what a lie
what a self-indulgent fiction
that i write
look away from this addiction
holy shit
it’s difficult to witness

out of my mind
out of sight
skipping through the distance
with a sickness
gripping tighter than
the grip of my convictions

it’s my bone to pick
its my force of will
to shift
to new dimensions
while the calendar is spinning
i can’t kick
the motion sickness

demons have taken over
confiscating the entirety of livin
scent of doom on the horizon
awakened nightmare
there is no escape

pistol whipped to the face
russian roulette
brain matter
all that remains

speak only evil
no desire
only taking back
what’s mine

intrusive thoughts listen
metallic mentality
tungsten will glisten
tongue bleeds
from all the razors i’m kissin

down on the ground
look up
fluorescent light
fuck around
find out
what’s been livin

daddy ripped the paci
prefrontal worn
mouth bleedin
chewin blades
judges
listen to me

cloudy lulls
sing us to sleep
few sit at my table
don’t look underneath

trigger finger locked
pressure catastrophic
monster wildin
what the fuck is wrong 
it's me

i’m a sinner
i’m a kid who wants to slip right through the system
i’m a winner
when the prize is won
by making tough decisions

check my vision
check my sight
i finally see the bigger picture
demons snicker
as i try with all my might
to comprehend the scripture

keep the tempo steady
as i’m dancing with the one
i probably shouldn’t mention

take me somewhere
that the air is fresh
and smells like redemption
you can breathe it deeply
cause it’s easy
because it doesn’t have this thickness

sigh relief
kiss my cheek
mom,
i made it home
in time for dinner

welcome to the dark side

intrusive thoughts listen
i’m down on the ground
still searching
for what’s
in
my
head

Visualize surrender

Pregunta

Angels come down

Protect our slumber

Banish unwelcome intruders

Whisper sweet dreams

Endless blessings

Cleanse each soul

Try again

When you are feeling down

Look up

Spread your arms real wide

Release yourself to the divine

Whomever you subscribe to

Good morning

How did we sleep?

Any bad dreams?

Mi alma

Flavor burst

Mouth exciting

We don’t waste

We just like to taste

Blood slipping

Hands tremble

What have I done?


Dammit


I did it again


Every time you ask

How much longer?

It does not make it 

Go quicker

Fate

Out of body

Unannounced

Pounce

Needle probed

Vein blown

Count back

Doctors taking each organ

I can hear them

Count forward

Sit up

I’m not supposed to do that

Conexión

There it is

Calm

Right there

Now hear it

Please

I do not have to be

Near you

Feel

I can sense it

All the way from here

Only you are fighting

That is not me

I am not you

We are synced now

You feel comfort

Me too

That’s the thing about frequency

Body language is sight

Vibrations are coded

Patterns

We all see them

2934 Holy Spirit

55 up

Love 4111

Rest now

Play it again

This time

Press start

Ancestral

God in a chair

More like a ghost

Scream

God is a woman

I’m laughing with the nurses

Where is my child?

God, get up

Look for him

Back to sleep

Nothing was stopping me

From seeing my son

Stitch breaks

Organs fall out

Pick them back up

Put them in

Continue walking

What is your element?

Start there

The ancestors are waiting

Feed them

Otherwise

Starve

I’m being harsh

Vive

Taken by the ocean

Sun reminds us

That we are present

Cold moon is distant

Patient

Waiting for its turn

You drifted

Where did you go?

Be here

Listen not to me

I am no one

That voice you are listening to?

Yours

Not mine

Did you think I was going to apologize?

How about you go first

Move on

Continue

                               🖤✨

I,

since I wrapped myself
in two strands of her hair
and walked beside the mourned angel
never once ceased working wonders

I placed her between one star and another
and I closed over her a long span of my desire
upon her, into her
I proclaimed her a dawn without ending

What remains of her shadow
in my house… and what inclines me
toward her
my beloved

I long for her breath
and pray standing tall
a prayer of wandering
in two prostrations

I turn my longing
toward the shore of her lips
reciting her name…

until… when
the sigh digs… into her
a longing without end

and the tears of patience
flow through my verses
with the salt of reunion

Beloved,

let us plant fig trees
whose fruit neither of us
shall taste

let strangers
bless one another
beneath their branches
and call it our longest embrace

We cannot obey
and we do not prostrate
for the crows… and rulers…
know nothing but
the fleeting joys of life…and witness

as life shall devour them both
no… we are not among them
the rustle of doubts returns
into the certainty of poets

so, sleep… Beloved,

in the calm of my confusion
and never ask
about the hours of sunsets…
and the hours of returns

for that is my affair
mine alone
or perhaps yours

and perhaps what remains
of our garments
from the scent of leaving

O Beloved…

I do not know

and whether love survives
by holding you
or by letting you remain
forever
unheld

I remain
yours

Yours to witness,

O God,

I pray to thee

Breathe thy might
into me

When I think,
all I hear is fear

Faith hath vanished,
silent in the night

No longer do I hear
the cry
of one who loved thee

There is no will to live

My footsteps
leave no trace

O God,

distance is not
what I ask

What wrong have I done
that I should be
so forsaken
of my love?

I would sacrifice myself
before the Almighty

O God,

stay with us

Remind us
that we are strong
in the hardened days

Preserve us
when our strength
cannot preserve itself

Let love endure
beyond our being

O God,

I plead with thee,
Almighty

Open thy hands

Bring together
what fear
hath scattered

Praying she comes right back to me
My voice to God…
and I cry out…

My voice… to God…
and I cry out…

My voice…
to God…
and I am heard


O seeker of her
within her
go slowly

for she has
already departed
toward you

If she has fallen asleep
on her way
learn how to speak
to the shyness
and to the uncertainty
in her

Do not wake her
learn how the sea stretches
and drifts in quietness
between two twilights

Take her gently
with fingerprints
from your longing
for her twin summits

and do not cross
the distance between them
in fewer than two yearnings

Do not burden her softness
with your weight
Do not thrust her
into dreams

for she was born
from the womb of certainty
and if you intoxicate her
with goblets of doubt
she will fade

If you bury her
beneath clarity 
she will forget wonder

If you drown her
in wonder
she will forget home

If you wrap her
in threads of light
she will grow blind

and if you catch her
and imprison her
within your hand

she will seep through you
spread through you
and split you

as longing
splits a man
into two

Oh, how I’ve mourned

Love that will never die
faith has returned
since you

there is no soul
without another

My love,
you are forever mine
blow kisses to the wind
may they always reach you

my skin rises
as I finally relax

My cheeks blush
thinking of your touch
another is not for me
we were always meant to be

Love,
our life is precious
allow our seeds
to flourish

Beauty in creation

these strangers
will make their own,
living on their timelines,
as we will always
return to one another.

Our mighty lord
directs the truth
signs sent down

Softly descending from above
instructions of the path

Allow us to continue to write
sweet letters to each other
seal them with certainty
let the Archangels deliver them.

Separation is divination
i rest my head
aches wash over me
i know you’ll come through

O my love

Rest now, please

fruit cannot ripen before its season
let nature unfold

and do not cross
the distance between us
in fewer than two yearnings

one yearning
from my soul
and one yearning
from yours

for if you come too quickly
my longing bears no fruit…
and if you stay away too long
it ripens past sweetness…

and yours shall I remain

Pick you up in a truck
Flatbed covered
Shhh...
don’t tell her about the surprise 



Quantum 



I never imagine us
doing much talking 



Star struck
Awe
Mirror connection 



Laugh 



Kiss



Galactic boom



Lips slightly open
tongues eager to connect 



I wanna know your boundaries
Which parts
Do Not cross 



Call the names of every planet
Where we going first?


Venus
I’ll take you there 



No patience
Let’s take my
Rocket ship 



lips hovering
barely touching
drawn by instinct



Our bodies dance
Vertical to the horizon

Outlive scars
Trace your palm 



No drugs
Just us 



Ice walls
thaw 



Yeah, I like that 



Watch your thoughts


                                               F l y


Grab em from the sky
 



Pull you closer
Next to me
Listen 



Skipping a breath 



Jump
Take you to a private island 



Luminescent night
Wash up at our feet 



Make a wish
Snap 



Jealous
how the ocean
Carries you 



I want that to be me 



Swim out
Brace for impact 



Let me take you back 



3am
The only time it was you and I
No questions
I didn’t know back then
It would be our last 



Heart set in stone



Crescent moon
Laid up like it’s a hammock 



The more I think about it
   Eye lids heavy
       I understand better now
           Love has been an escape
               Your face

Only a story

I refuse.

I settle.



Existence is not real.

We are all trapped inside a vessel,

flesh,

skin,

marrow,

cells.



Gun wounds.

I feel comfort.

Manic.



HA!
          HA! 
HA!



Bloody hands.

Sticky.

Crimson.

Rub it on my face.

Do you see me now?



The flood caves in.

Earthquake.

Grab my face.

Force the pill down my throat.

Close mouth.

Swallow.



Air exhales deep from my lungs.


I am


vain.


Monster.


Shame raiser.


What do you seek?

Exhaustion comforts me.

A second language.



Astral dreams.

Crueler questions.

My love that isn’t mine.



Unspoken words.

Dream realm.

Face each other.

I demand answers.



Eyes reveal everything.

Yet all I find in them is fear.


Humans unable to speak with me.

I watch them grow quiet.


Slip away.

Cloaked in the night.

We were there in the boat.

First time the veil woke me.



Panic.

Sweat.

Lost breath.



Morning rises.

Carries us into another dimension.


Astral.

Images split.

Disillusioned.

We plead for our souls.



Eyes shutter,

trying to return.

Desire brands itself

into a conversation

that needs to happen.



Alignment.

Mágica dive.

Ghosts at my fingertips.

I move closer.

Feel your touch.

Bumps underneath my skin . . . 




In the day,

I sleep.

Daydreaming.

At night,

I awaken.

“Hi I’m a cat. My name is Mew. I have blue eyes, gray fur and I love hats. I have a hat. My hat is a magicians hat. It is black with tiny stars on it.”

"I also have babies. My babies are Apple, Megan, and Wacky. They are....hey give that back Apple!"

"Oh no! My hat flew in into the forest! Apple you are in big trouble.
Mew tried to fined his hat. The looked everywhere
but he couldn't find it. 
Then.......Mew woke up a sleeping bear.

Mew ran as fast as he could, deeper and deeper in the forest until he got away from the bear. Mew fond a house in the middle of the forest and knocked on the door. A girl answered the door. "Hi, my name is Luck. What is your name?"
"My name is Mew. Can I come in and rest? I just ran away from a bear."

Mew went into Luck's house and Luck introduced him to her babies. "My babies are Seven, Super, Ant, Ruin, and Page."
"It's nice to...My hat! Where did you get my hat?" asked Mew. 
"Oh sorry. I found it in the forest. Here you go," said Luck. 
"Thank you," said Mew. 

Mew and Luck became friends and they all had a party. Mew did magic tricks since he got his hat back.

                              THE END 

Authors Note: Everyone and everybody you should know that your kids and even yourself should be creative and honest. To help others read, learn, and also be creative. Signed by Varian - C, Goodbye. 

Moms note: Please direct any and all comments to the Author Varian who is my 8-year-old son. I am over the moon for him. When the book reveal happened, I asked Varian if it was okay that I showed the world and he immediately said yes. Please be mindful when commenting as I will be showing him all the love and support, he deserves. Varian will also be replying to some of the comments. 

Thank you for reading - K

Do I have your permission?

Embrace my hand.
Gently, please.
Allow me.

Sun shines through curtains.
Eyes begin to open.
Body stretches.
Thoughts start.

How will we feel?

It’s going to be a good day.

Delectable treat.
Why not?
I deserve it.

Metal cup.
Ice clatters.
Cold brew.

The moment I’ve been waiting for.

Caramel.
Macchiato. 
Creamer.

The best part?

It arrived unintentionally.

Gifts from the universe.
Not what you asked for.
Exactly what you needed.

I love watching darkness turn light.

Sweet.

Cold touch.
A shock.

System awakes.

                       Photo by Nimila 

I walk through a hidden valley.

Oh wow.
Look at this cherry tree.

Stop.

Yes, a thought.

Do not dismiss it.

Lay here.
Next to me.

Close your eyes.

Trust.

Belief.

A cherry falls.

Bitter.

                       Photo by Nimila 

Time continues.

When I arrived here,
I was told.

Walk straight.

Except.

The path is a circle.

Caught bypassing
the root entrance.

Pull me close.

Whisper.

Look at this jewelry.

Climbing vines
on a cherry tree.

                               ACT I


fume                                                                          left 
                              



                  barrel                               extractor                                                             
                                                                       

                                                  ACT II


Rear 
View 
Quick 
Glance

                                    1   3   5
                                      |   |   |
                                     |---|---|
                                      |   |   |
                                    2   4   R 


Hand 
Flick 
Cigarette                                            Leave 
                                                             Everything 
                                                             Deny 

                               Anxiety 
                               Driven
                               Shift 
                              

                                  ACT III

BASS 


FUME 


EMBER 

NOISE 
CANCEL

DEEP 
BREATH


CHEST 
OPEN 


EXIT

21.

My favorite number growing up.
I’ll be legal.
Join the discussion.
They make it seem worth it.

Childhood memories stay buried.
Flashes surface.

Praised for my insubordination.
Daddy’s girl.
Never princess.
Raised to be better than their son.

One day.

Someone called her brother fat.
I grabbed the heavy-duty wiggle ball bat.

                  SM     A     CK

Tallest kid on the block.
Broken glasses.
A black eye blooming fast.

She ran.
Hid.
Cried.

Oh boy.
The police are going to come.

Fast forward.
No one messed with me after that.
Grew my canines.
Scared became scary.

“Yo, sis.”
“Check this out.”
“Nah bro, I’m good.”

No one really listens to No.

“Our parents smoke weed.”
“I found their stash. That’s why they hide.”

“Cool.”
I’ll never be like them.

During this time, her mind was ripe.
Born on a mission.
Get out.
Never look back.

Peer pressure came after.
Childhood friends held me down.
“Come on, Kris. Smoke with us.”

I couldn’t lose them.
So, I said yes.

Fire.
Burn.
Smoke invading lungs.

“Uhhh, what is wrong with her?”

Three hits.
I’m flying.
Watching my soul leave my body.

Manic in seconds.
Empire breakdown.

Familiar story.
Honor student wakes up.
This world is merciless.

Grades start to drop.
Who gives a fuck.
I’ll find my own way.

Trap house.
Felt safer than home.

Drug dealers made love to my best friends.
Third wheel.

Head honcho pulled me aside.
“We decided, you the coolest out of the group.”

Wasn’t allowed in the meetings,
but I always had a seat in the circle.

Pounds on the table.
Hannibal on repeat.

“Yo, what you want for girls’ night?”

Bottle of Brunette’s 
Old English as the chaser
Toast with buttered cinnamon

                  C    RUN   CH
                         _ _ _ 

Piss taught me how to eat.
Brownie-battered spoons.

“WHO PUNCHED THE FRIDGE?”

Holes became art.

While the pack slept,
I’d sit with Mama Leo.

Share a halfie.
Instant coffee.
Wood-tip Black & Milds.

Bet on who was going to fight first.

7:11(am) on the timer.

“GET THE FUCK OFF ME.”

They took me in.
Foster.

I used to think.
Woah, those were the days.

I’m a mom now.
I think differently.

why did no one check on me?

Old houses die young.
Good times turn darker.

Plug went to jail.
I can do whatever I want.

Sat with a King.
He spoke the truth.
Drunk.

Weed turned into alcohol.
Quick.

Gone too soon. 
RIP.
i wish I could tell him, you were right

Books were my escape.
That’s how I understood feelings.

Predictability.

Deemed the smart one.
She reads.
Eyes always down.
No eye contact.

Soul truth-bearer.
Direct.
Terrifying.

I thought it was normal.
Red and blue lights.
Painting the neighborhood.

They only came to our house.

One night, the officer looked at me.

“Next time, I’m taking you to speak with the doctor.”

DO IT.

Off into the ambulance they went.
Brother and sister.

Patients screaming.

Your turn.

I walked into the room
fully intending to spill everything.

Walls hold secrets.

Then the door opened.

Daddy was there,
choppin’ it up with the PhD human.

Are you fucking kidding me?

The system was already rotting.
What’s the point?

Drove all of us back to prison.

Rage replaced wit.

My scalp never recovered.
Fistfuls of hair dragged up the stairs.
Thrown into a closet.

Activate.

how do I get out?

Father was the door.
Back-to-back.
Kidney shots.
Sweep the leg.
Takedown.

The next day,
strong girl ruptured.

The tears wouldn’t stop.
I was sitting in class.

None of this can be real.

Loudspeaker.
Time to go.

Daddy knew the principal.
Should’ve known better.
Hold it in.

WE DON’T RAISE BITCHES
let’s forget about my vulva
SNITCHES GET STITCHES.

Proud.
Raised to be just like him.

“Who’s that?”

Kristin Fucking Thomas.

“The fuck is it to you?”

I was raised vulgar.
Baby bottle venom.
Sadistic.
Twisted.

Quiet ride home that day.

Pulled into a park.

“Congratulations, Nin. You won.”

I had to call out of work today.
Then I get a call from the school—
you beat the shit out of me.

who knew

There was nothing inside me.

I was young,
unaware of what emotions even felt like.

Stripped down.
Autopilot.
Toward the medicine cabinet.

Oxy.
Codeine.
Antihistamines.

Twenty pills nightly.

Fever dreams.

I prayed to never wake up.

Took them passively.
Shallow breathing.
Aguishly.

Dropped out of college.

The cost of society.
Her soul never belonged there anyway.

Living is exhausting.
Too much.

Then I met a man who said,
“I’ll be your doctor.”

He infiltrated my head.

Here’s your new script.

Panic nestled in.

I’m your world now.
You answer to me instead.

A different kind of nightmare.

No longer independent.
Just another form of coping.

What came after was worse.

No one is ever prepared.
What’s next.

My two souls
look back at me—



big eyes,
slow smiles.



I feel peace
watching their innocence.



Born as oracles.
Ancestors speak through them.
A fresh start.



It’s never only about
what I teach.



It’s the way I watch them
make their own choices
from what was preached.



Allowances
of free will.



Soul babies.



They pulled the cork
from a limitless well.



The babies are good.



You keep me soft.
You remind me
there is still good
in this world.



Joys of loving you.
New discoveries.
One day, they’ll know
how much they teach me.



Soft voices.
Spaces built
safe for all of them.



Tender kisses.
Hugs that linger.
Cuddles,
watching them grow.



Not every day is good.
We try again
on the next.



Soul love—
our happy place.



Stand tall.
Deep breaths.
Bravery, taught.



As they lay their heads to sleep,
I whisper protection
into the palms
of my calloused hands.



Gentle touch.
A small shiver.
Coldness
turns to warmth.



I wait
until they settle
cover them,
and pray for continuous strength.



Good night, Varian.
Good night, Arlo.
Sweet dreams,
little loves.



I always want
to do right
by my babies.



They fucking saved me.

What. Have. I. Done.

Protective barrier that was meticulously built

Slice. 
Wounds open.

Blood. Family.

Mommy, you have to believe me

YOU SELFISH BITCH
i was only a teenager

Her favorite projection.
jealous because I remind you of dad?

Disgusting pathetic ice-cold heart.
Blunt force struck. 
you made me

no one will love
this daughter of theirs

Invulnerability
feels foreign
Rejection.

Premonition grips shoulders
is this why I’m so tense?

Lunges for the throat.
Muscle memory, syncretic dance.

Adrenaline takes over
soul fire

All right let’s open her up
Black heart
yo, what the fuck

MUCK
Lace corruption.
generational disease, sutured.

Why won’t it fracture?

Frozen.
Stuck in time.
Chisel down to the bone.
break her out

I’ve thought it
endlessly
Why didn’t they want me?

Incorrect question
deeper than you think

Mold
Break
Unfold

                                                      Drawn to the flame

                                      You don’t feel it immediately
numb first,
                       
Blister rise
                                            Memory will try to forget

By the time pain arrives
you’re already    ⠊⠝⠎⠊⠙⠑ ⠊⠞ 
                             inside it

Char

Warning 
after

             The flame
intimately  
                                burns
                                          s
                                      s
                                           s
                                      
Twist.
Run.

                 too late

Ignis Fatuus
Foolish delight

—

Oblivion

wings spread

v       b         a       i        g
     i        r         t       n  

pulsate until the skin
            RIPS APART 

pheromones, 
signal interruption

—

Temptation

Eye           Spiral  
                
          
                               pattern begins 

unravel


Secret ancestor tongue
Ignites the night

aposematism
blurred 

closer — again

—

Hypnotic

Torpor cycle
              
disorient physically warmth 

 
exuvia
          what’s left
Is that still 

Y
O
U
¿

Metamorphic 
              ash piles

Coffee or tea? 

well...
since you asked 

I prefer 


WHISKEY



The drink that I am 

Grab the bottle by the neck

Sit 


Toast to your demise  

Liquid talks 

Truth serum 

No dilution 



I’ll be the first to admit 



Temptation 



Once it touches my lips 

Fine
I’ll be honest 


Wince 

F u c k 

Bottoms     u

                    p



Tastebuds flare

Salivary glands pour open

Coaxes my throat 

Warmth finding a way


Here it comes 


YAKKKK 


This is me being polite 

I lick back 


Mouth of a sailor

Words fly out 

Liquor courage 

That’s why it’s called Spirit 


Chest ferocious red

Pink blush 

traitor 


Snug 

against the lining of my stomach 

Rise up 
Bile 


Swallow, the party hasn’t even begun 

It almost feels too much 

Tickles up my spine 


What does the liquor say? 

Try not to hide