feral child.

from the latin feralis: belonging to the dead

Dec 11
perfect life take one.

perfect life take one.


Dec 10

try & try again until your muscles break & bend.
till your limbs start to tingle & lose feeling.
try & try again.



& with your back pressed against the wall
you taste just like home.



k: i am a wise woman.
a: the wisest woman i know. besides the willow in pocahontas.
k: i am grandmother willow!



but mainly they are the dreams about reality, not huge wasps or murders, which leave me with fragmented teeth & bloody sheets. the dreams about your leaving & the dreams where that child is released from the hospital or he never went. the dreams where things never get better & they just stay static. those are the ones which cause the bruises, the screams.


there are powerlines in our bloodlines.

there are powerlines in our bloodlines.



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