I have brought glory to Rome.   And though my friends have fallen, I bear no brute on my chest For I rise above them mercilessly,  It’s their final time to rest.   Julius...

  No magpies bridged the Milky Way, but this greater flame came and ate our nebula of simmering, shimmering miseries.   What are we now, void history?   Acid burned our hands...

Light ocean breezes brushed against the faces of the three wanderers, carrying tiny beads of mist that gently kissed and clung to their faces. It was a dimly lit and cold day, the sun blocked by heavy...

  Dies behemoth of the ocean Where it is cold and deep and open. Plunging past the twilight zone; Drifts where sun has never shone.   In abyssopelagic darkness, She intrudes...

What is it to be broken?  Shattered like a glass screen?  Shattered like the tension of meaningless drama?  Shattered like everyone else’s small, small world?   Walk by a million...

  In a snowy northern forest, in a snowy clearing, in a snow-covered cottage, in front of a crackling fire, a puffy little arctic fox stretched open its little mouth and yawned. It stood up from...

I met her at a low point in my life. She hovered over me as I came to, her eyes wide and unblinking. She was made of sinew and flaking leather. Her long hairs hung sparsely and colorlessly from her scalp in patches. I was screaming. She didn’t follow my gaze when I strained to see the snapped tibia jutting out of my shin, and instead stared unfalteringly at my face as I shrieked and whimpered. My blood had sunk into the snow, spreading, staining her threadbare robes where she knelt beside me...

you’re not falling, the leaves are. they’re tuning bright red like the pain that rages inside of you, but the difference is that they are rotting away and you are not. you are just beginning to bloom....