Tag: fantasy

in dreams we dance along the fair folk to unlearn human barriers

wrapped in the tendrils of incense the body remembers rituals never taught

the autumn forest has always been a safe place for unfinished forms

like berries you’re warned not to taste: poisonous lips

feels like a mad dream when a pause in eternity allows for warmth and birdsong to return

lose ourselves to the vastness of the void where the subconscious outgrows morality and mortality to conquer the weakness of flesh

grim descension found every version of myself alive and breathing

in a cathedral of impossible anatomies devotees come bearing a broken piece of something found along the pilgrimage to the patchwork lord a sundered leaf an orphaned petal a fragment of a mind battlefield appendages abandoned cast out and now finally a place to call home

holy only when spoken to in the voice of the deep gods

beneath cold autumn waves gender dissolves