Blighthearted (Day Twenty-One: How Will I Know? / Day Twenty-Two: Betrayal)

My mouth is a yawning slit bleeding forever your arms snake around mine like a ligature tied in panic we're in a claustrophobe's collapsing nightmare whoever wakes up first dies I hold your heart in the palm of my hand it's beating like the war drum on your delicate neck it used to be something … Continue reading Blighthearted (Day Twenty-One: How Will I Know? / Day Twenty-Two: Betrayal)

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Needle Curves (Day Twenty: Time Stands Still)

She cracked a joke about steady hands and kept scratching at the gauze I watched the fabric take on the colors of the clothes she had just taken off there were devils in her intimate details unexpected curves like discarded needles stuck inside her veins running through her like a drug Prompt: Time Stands Still.  … Continue reading Needle Curves (Day Twenty: Time Stands Still)