I want to travel and live life until the sun goes quiet and the people turn into their warm homes and then write about it when the hours are hushed and filled with muted tufts of blue light.
I stared straight at emotion and I’ve been blind for weeks because of it. when my eyes are closed, everything glows red and purple. the veins in my eyelids are white lightning streaks and they are so brilliant that I do not sleep at night. when my eyes are open the sky is a falseContinue reading “a sketch”
myself, you, the person I passed on the street who smiled at me just as that sunset colored pressure was building inside of my torso (I was going to burst into shards of sparking glass on that sidewalk even though the music was stinging sweetly in my head, passing back and forth between my earsContinue reading “I love”