Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
They say I am too much, too grand in my gestures, too slick with shine, as if my smile is lacquered on like paint over rot. As if my joy was tearing at the seams. They accuse —pretender, actress, But I know this: I have never been more true than Read more
Who is MOI? Me, Only, and I Born from icky lives and pounding bassoons Feathered with lights and crawling beauties Raped by hierarchy filled with droughts and wide crowns Crafted into idols throughout unmarked time and shapeless space Bathed in oceans of rage and melting sand Cured by infinite memes Read more
They burn her bedding the day she dies, garments, a bonfire while the household cries. Fabric cloth, linen, scarletina touched, servants collect — await a doll that’s clutched, static — protected, grandmother’s arms, bisque infant fevers cannot harm, Agatha, grey glass eyes undressed, a grim surprise, insufficient porcelain, modest dressing Read more