It will be like a howl in the night the demon crawling through blood crunching sinew dripping fury what will you say when it looks you in the eye and you see soiled parchment bent knuckles a gradient of sorrow dead leaves the smell of cloves will you crawl inside yourself then? will you forgetContinue reading ““The One That Got Away””
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“Obsidian Palace”
What of the sanguine yesterday that you prize so much the dirty linoleum the patterns in the dust internal screams like fractals of light will you ever see inside that obsidian palace Words and photography by Denise Ruttan
Starship Earth
He doesn’t like this. The way the stars feel in his hands. All cold and rotten, slimy, like the fish he ate for dinner. He wants to clean himself. He desires to see his skin again. Empty of the callouses of the constellations. Will it ever be home? Will he ever come apart at theContinue reading “Starship Earth”
Morning blossom
I see you shadows congealing in the iris of your eyes which manifest so sublime even in the mist I see you even when you’re not okay even when you’re trying to be okay when you’re okay it’s okay to be okay I hope you know I see you. // Support my creative work? DonateContinue reading “Morning blossom”
Tea While Writing 