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i bleed backwards.
my atoms are fireflies
captured in a jar they
do not like, and they
shake with rage at
the thought of
someone letting
their lights go out.
my atoms are fireflies
captured in a jar they
do not like, and they
shake with rage at
the thought of
someone letting
their lights go out.
Literature
horoscope heart.
Sun in Sagittarius
your lips curl like Cupid’s Bow,
tongue like an arrowhead, sometimes
it would be easier if your aim weren’t
so true.
Moon in Cancer
shorelines make you cry more than
sad films, because every shore means
a parting, every shore means somewhere
else is calling, you will always be the one
who leaves first.
Ascendant in Leo
you love to make an entrance,
all grinning teeth and ivory claws,
sometimes it is okay to make a quiet
exit, when the world thinks itself a
lion-tamer, and find a different jungle
to call your kingdom.
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so let us melt
i.
she must have been a beacon,
off-colour orange glass, tilted,
splitting herself in two -
he wonders
how many times she has
melted only to reshape
herself anew, each sinew
a promise snapped in two,
each smile a dying
candle.
ii.
learning to catch
fireflies in jars is an
art form of trailing sparks
down strong shoulders
and weak collarbones.
they burn, his lips and
fingers scorched
but he drowns in her light;
together they paralyze
behind glass.
iii.
if the universe was formed
from dancing spirits, they'd be
entwined orange flames
creating light for each other
in a world of darkness.
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(And you love me anyway)
I trap secrets
behind onyx teeth,
creasing my wrists
with your melody.
You spill truths
from incandescent fingers,
rejoicing (lamenting) companionship
through chrome power lines.
We swap batteries and candles,
hoping we light each others' ways
while still stumbling along our own.
I get too trapped
by my life's natural disasters
to remember to celebrate
the close-earned commodities
that spill into yours.
(I want to take this moment
for the thoughts that rot to frustration
on my tongue, but this should be
about both you and me.)
I want to cradle your dreams
in my palms, the way you steady
my fears in yours. But I bleed your heart
with my (
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Relatable as hell right now. Great work c: