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my señoritas and me

king love’s son

head over heels

inspired by an image i found on the internet ages ago. comment if you know the original artist so i can credit them!

demon girl

parts

her love is fractal

we cherish it still

dark rum and ginger beer

courses through our veins

i sit in her memory

smoke another cigarette

get lost in haze

and wake up tomorrow

ready to forget it all

diary

i went to bed 

a little late today

i am scared of the marks

sleep paralysis

leaves 

on my neck

on april 29

two-thousand-and-sixteen

i was lying on a wet street alley

struggling against molten hands

a coat to big for me

hurled over my body

covering my skin

and the purple and blue sunsets

engraved on it

– i ask my body for forgiveness

in stifled sobs

around noon

every day.

present tense

i wake up in a slaughterhouse

glass windows do nothing

to save me

crawl to the emergency exit

on hands

and knees

palms

and feet

a trail of blood

for gretel

to find me 

in a month or two

by then

i will either

have recovered

or died

scorpio szn