drizzle born of the autumn moon and night
Month: October 2023
the forest speaks through this bag of meat
autumn night the caged bird screams and still we pretend to be human
live long enough and you learn to see the illusion of peace
deathbed the hands i’ve held far colder than mine
between the crack in the shell the bombs trickle in
an exchange of souls between the autumn rain and body
not to brag but i could beat you at daydreaming
unable to reason with the false night at noon
autumn bodies comparing bites and notes on homicidal mozzies