Back among the mountains, I keep on getting on the wrong tram. I need to go home, to leave, but I end up going in the opposite direction. Shops that only sell strawberry ice cream, fresh clouds of familiar shapes. I’m there with someone, I think. I don’t outright see them, but I can sense their presence. Time clouds my […]
The day I told you I loved you, I was wearing a dress made from butterfly wings. Today I wore it again, and saw someone identical to you. I think of the sun as liquid light, and those butterflies as messengers. Their destinies are wrapped between gusts of wind, their wings lead them there. They pass away once they have […]
The world will go on even after you, because it doesn’t care. But it’s not just made of leaves, it is made of people too. And when that day comes, I will return to the soil I call home, I will be reunited with each root and blade of grass. I guess the world doesn’t care, it will go on, […]
I wake up and my skin feels too loose. I am me, but different. Older. I know what I have to do. Save her. I have been wearing her dress since we last say each other. A corset of teeth. An ankle-length skirt of petals. Scarlet, she used them as bandages when she was hemorrhaging, after being shot with an […]
On a school trip I spotted something and strayed from my group. There’s a temple made of alabaster. A narrow entrance, guarded by a white statue. Blindfolded, holding two swords of her tunic, with a crown of braids resting on her head. I turn around and mt group is gone. It is then that raindrops start rolling down the statue’s […]
I have an evergreen for every person I have ever loved. Even if we have drifted apart, even if I no longer feel that way, I will always care for them. But there are times I want to tear those trees down. Split them in half, count those rings of ruptured, bleeding veins. How long have I been feeling this, […]
Grass scrapes my legs, I see my scars and I remember. I remember falling from the last tree that shed its leaves in winter. I remember you taking off your shoes by the side of the road, they lay there mimicking the last steps you took. I clung to you like ivy on terracotta bricks, maybe I shouldn’t have, maybe […]
I had a dream about a mansion where I fell asleep for days. When I finally awoke and left, the house was encircled by autumn trees. I was different, with eyes and hair of mint leaves, and four bleeding incisions on my left arm, trickling down to my palm, resembling foliage. Stacked on top of each other, as if they […]
Three flies away because you are gone, Three like the month we were both born in. I find myself writing about you more and more. Three like the hour you left, Like the number of months you have been gone, Like the day of the week it all happened. I will never be able to think about anything else but […]