“As If You Were On Fire From Within. The Moon Lives In The Lining Of Your Skin.”

I've been smoking cigarettes made from your veins huffing that pain worshipping your blood like it wasn't enough just to keep you alive needed it inside me to be a part of the prophecy which hums with power what I've become condensates in the shower a touch of evening air a balmy breeze through his hair that's all you think of me and think of me often? Hardly.

Words by me <3

Ohio Total Solar Eclipse

Reclining Nude by Alphonse Lecadre (1870)

Franciszek Żmurko - Morning star.

Liberty and Fifth, Pittsburgh, ca. 1940

Calypso’s Island by Herbert James Draper (1897)

I listen to and read poetry

Not just to create poetry

But because I want everything I say to sound like poetry

To become more beautiful through the beauty that I speak

To make my great-grandmother proud

To become art

I need to stop going to YouTube shorts or Instagram reels when I’m seeking auditory or visual stimulus. I just keep scrolling for that dopamine hit and it wastes all of my time because a lot of the content isn’t worth it. I keep telling myself to go to Spotify and listen to music instead, but I think the issue is that Spotify is just auditory and I need a visual component to go with it.