Trigger warning: This piece does contain mention of sexual violence and drug usage. This piece is slightly erotic, mostly raw with remembrance and reflection on my encounters with love and lust. The…
I hope to grow Roots scattered across the forest floor Leaves rising, Yielding towards the moon. To push through the earth To sieve through the grit To meet a glory My glory,…
Sometimes the world swallows us whole. Drags us through the mud in order to just be, live, survive this system which encases us. A world where even the beauty that rises from…
