Fools

how do you receive this rage without it burning through your skin  without wishing for annihilation.  my skin is made of hot dark coal  I want to burn the whole world with my body. and when they ask where do you feel the pain? –  i tell them the whole world hurts inside me likeContinue reading “Fools”

Bardo

Show me the broken parts. The ugly. The cracks of your being. Show me where is the mould, the dampness. Show me where you are rusty, untouched. Show me the faults you hide well from view, the ones you’ve been hiding for such a long time. Show me the shame you carry on your palms,Continue reading “Bardo”