Warm Showers

I have been told people who take warm showers are lonely,that they crave bodies. So, sometimes I think myselfevil brute,chewing onflesh to tear itfrom their bones tobuild myselfprecarious bodies,upon which I can balancemy very delicate ego. But mostly, I think myselfone-eyed cyclops, narrow-visioned,searching only for warmth,as cold rain pours from the showerhead above.

ζ—₯ζœ¬γ«δ½γΏγŸγ„ [I want to live in Japan]

ζ—₯ζœ¬γ«δ½γΏγŸγ„ = I want to live in Japan.

Dear Poetry/This Poem (+audio🎀!)

So…I cheated at NaPoWriMo πŸ‘€πŸ‘€πŸ‘€

First-Act Curtain

‘As I grew older, I began to feel a different, yet familiar, emotion in the same part of my heart – experiencing something so real but wondrous you feel as if you’re in a dream’ – @christinemaricomics When I am there,when I feel every spark and crackle against myΒ heartbeat, I don’t feel like dreaming.I feelContinue reading “First-Act Curtain”

A White Girl in a Pretty Dress Smiles at Me

‘She stares back at me, and I don’t know what to tell her’

Des Voeux Road West, Hong Kong

Des Voeux Road West never faced west, only towards the other blocks opposite ours. Each morning, my foot was met with a bunk-bed ladder too slippery for any human who had slept through the sweatiness of night. But, I’m convinced it wasn’t meant for human legs, since each night the scurrying of thistly legs decoratedContinue reading “Des Voeux Road West, Hong Kong”