I feel sad that beautiful things must die,
even shadows made of smoke and flame,
whatever I thought I had made out of my life—
music, poems, books, kisses, a little useless fame.
photo / @Jisisisback
writing / BILL ZAVATSKY
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Tag: alternative
Rain on Monday | Fever Dream
You will become sickly like the rest
Your world, in a divine yet baneful state of decay
But don’t fret,
Every stage is a step, in the echoing chaos of life
photo / Dario Scommegna
writing / Sarah Fontaine
Eleni Drake | Spooky
When I stand in full sun I feel I have been falling headfirst for
decades.
God, I am so transparent.
So light.
photo / Anastasia Kontchaeva
writing / NOAH WARREN
SAN MEI | Shadows
You rained on me
Turns out I can’t swim in my own grief
Let alone your misery
I’ll drown out here alone
photo / Carlos Pereira
writing / bad moochi
Lazy Bones |Restless Sleeper
In reality, you know it never happened.
You are waking up from the long bad dream,
the same as before – unchanged, if only for the better. S
harper, more colorful,
more quiet.
Chives Viria | Fragment Peach
it becomes more unbearable over the years
as things get clearer
and desire becomes hungry and
and so many things
it gets so foggy you wouldn’t believe
photo / (x)99.
Mustardmind | Saving Face
WØLZT | Two Worlds
we were poisoning ourselves
we liked the tasted of it
it feels like dreams
kids that look like me are driving on the road
I’m trying to stay here more
yesterday is here
photo / Ivana Rajic
Broken Baby | It’s My Show
I keep running into your goddamn face.
It’s not even you.
I don’t think anybody is coming.
I’m not waiting
Oooh Baby In The Chorus | Death and The Maiden
I’ve got safe spots