May 29, 2015



we are haunted by our
mirrors of shadow and light.

down down past the places
that color and smoke can take us.

nostalgia, you fickle mistress.

days are matchsticks
and life is a storm.
and i try to write the words and the words are tasteless in my mouth.

they are all vowels and curves and lines.

because everyone is a ghost in the world of black and white.
and every word is an etching on a tombstone.

but perhaps
the scales shall fall soon
and i shall find every word in color.

no longer the shadow
and the light.

but the marrow from the bones
and the retina from the eye
and the pulse from the throbbing heart.

real.

light of light,  my Invisible Yahweh.
You are the morning
and I am the waiting.




12 comments:

  1. These are literally the most gorgeous pictures ever. You are stunning &your words are so beautiful. How do you do it, girl?! xoxo

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    1. Thank you so much, Arushee. This means the world. ♥

      xoxo

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  2. ASDFGHJKL THAT WAS WOW WOW WOW JUST........................ ASDFGHJKL

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  3. Your writing is always so perfect <3
    Darling, never stop ♥

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  4. Wow, this is so great. You're truly beautiful inside and out <3

    Mary Shelley
    thereidwhowrites.blogspot.com

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be kind.

xx