Cemetery - Blog Posts
Me & Christine
A piece of my heart is buried with you, anxiously beating below the sand and soil where you lie.
I kneel next to your grave desperately needing to dig my way back to you.
Maybe if I can retrieve the other half of my heart, you'll somehow come back with it.
Our memories have no rhyme or reason because my heart lacks any consistent beat anymore.
Nearly every ounce of its will throbs tiredly remaining buried beneath the ground, as it rests in the shadow of what was left behind when your soul left your body.
-kalika
You Can Find Me
all the commentary’s unnecessary
when i walk with those not at rest;
so i sit at the cemetery
when i need to clear my head.
they say death is hereditary,
so i don’t fear my final breath.
there’s peace in being secretary
for the thoughts left by the dead.
you can find me laying by mounds
beside the freshly dug up dirt.
i’ll be listening to the sounds—
witnessing silence go unstirred.
i stare longingly up at the clouds
wondering why i’m still here on Earth.
this’ the place to bury all my doubts
to pack down all my fear and hurt.
-kalika
Bitch don’t kill my vibe.
May 2025, Bologna
I love walking around the cemetery, it’s so peaceful and I don’t feel alone (sorry if this sounds a bit weird😔)
“And those thrilling highs and southern nights were always out of reach”
by Matthew Gore
idk why I never posted this, cause I made it for school like a year ago. white paper, black paper, x-acto knife
Went up to visit my dad and even the mule deer are dyin’ to get in here. (11 November 2024) 🇺🇸🤦🏻♂️😂🤠
The new Crown Prince 👑
