Of Falling Feathers, Fire and Fear
Your fathers feathers are falling off he is wilting before your eyes and sometimes you pluck them when he is not looking his pain reminds you of your […]
Your fathers feathers are falling off he is wilting before your eyes and sometimes you pluck them when he is not looking his pain reminds you of your […]
The time reads 3:11 AM. I’m listening to saxophone covers of current random songs, I’ve been trying to go to sleep for the past 4 hours but instead I’m reading […]
Entry 1 Dear Diary, I apologise. I keep spilling their names all over your body. Like somehow I can mold them from your tattoed skin, perhaps paper mache them back […]
When you are alone in a dark room, your mind lights with thoughts of memories and unanswered questions like, “Did he come in me that time?” or “Will my father […]
On the second of September last year, my ex boyfriend offered to take me to the airport. My parents were out of town and i did need someone to help […]
I keep thinking what’s going to happen after they both sign the papers My father A bald headed eagle, with hands that moved too fast and ears that rarely listened. […]
Russia… Russia, is melting. literally. it’s no longer cold, but i can’t say much about the people here. the stares don’t stop. they look at me like they are trying […]
i think i was happy about being able to come home after so long. i think. i’m not sure if it was the familiarity i was craving or the need […]
Her hand was stretched out, pointing directly at my friend. The bus was a bit crowded she was seated on her mother’s lap. Watching with intrigue and excitement, I guess. […]