feathers, dancers & metal lust

A collection of poetry, flash fiction and other things.

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7. haunting

 

sometimes i’m a boy, sometimes i’m not.

sometimes i’m an angel, then others

the monster.

 

no one told me it was easy, but i guess they never warned me it was hard. they asked me what god is, i said “dog. but backwards.”

 

mother hit me that day.

 

i painted a pretty picture. white wings stained with red, a white soul crushed with black. they asked me what it was, i said “paint on paper”

 

mother hit me that day.

 

i used to be an angel… but now i’m the monster. they asked me why it hurt, i said “there’s something haunting me”

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