2021-03-02 2:00:49 ¶ ●

from Birds Hover the Trampled Field and Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out

[text ID: The enormity of my desire disgusts me. / Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. It’s like a religion. It’s terrifying. Now one will ever want to sleep with you. /end ID]

2021-03-08 2:00:37 ¶ ● ⬈

appleslice:

> > “Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out” - Richard Siken
> > The Lament for Icarus - Herbert Draper

[text ID: You will be alone always and then you will die. / I’m sorry it’s such a lousy story. /end]

2021-03-19 1:01:03 ¶ ● ⬈

[text ID: You said I could have anything I wanted, but I just couldn’t say it out loud. /end ID]