ink baby
November 19, 2022
Monstress,
I revere your palate for words,
Each a piece of germ between your tooth.
The time to be a child is now,
To twirl around the ribboned pole
And forgive the gods for the loss of love …
I tell myself this so I can keep my life
I have to rejoice as often as possible
To keep my life.
INK BABY
dream nymph
“You must suffer me to go my own dark way.”
recipe: toad’s feet, black eggs, freshly tanned leather, brick dust
ACE: when the Unknown of Unknowns chose to be revealed, it came as one point of light.
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