water.

the sky hasn't even changed yet but the weight sits and builds. lava. sink. make way. make land. land. find footing. quick. before the sand drags you all the way down. choke and scream little one. scream and rise. out of the ashes life has left of you.

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i don’t know how to-

i don't know how to want something someone else has. i know the word "jealous" probably; possibly tastes like fresh saw-dust, leaving nothing but blood where it's been. what's the point of killing yourself for something someone else has.

last hours in bangkok.

i've collected a collage of tan-lines. i've collected the sun. i've made moments with old, made new friends and missed some. i've eaten so much tom yum. i bought books today- instead of doing touristy things. i've had interesting conversations about life; future; and everything in between.  i've arted and felt both content and empty … Continue reading last hours in bangkok.