We're Monsters Together

I am not the princess and you are not the prince. You are the vicious, snarling dragon and I am the effulgent scales on your reptilian body. I am the thorny spikes undulating along your spine, the all-consuming fire you breathe.

We'll kill princes and princesses and kings and queens. We'll eat armor-clad soldiers by the legion and burn castles of steel and stone. We'll fly the night sky and rule the world.

We are monsters together, you and I.

19th of March

I want to be able to walk alone. I want to be the girl who pirouettes on the thin line of Loneliness, singing softly to herself in the reverberating echo of emptiness. I want the air to be filled with only particles of me: my breath, my scent, my heartbeat, my essence. I want to be alone and yet I am too afraid that if I were truly solitary, I would cease to be a person altogether.

B is For

B is for Blue Balloons.
For Breaking Bones, Bloated Bodies,
and Ballerinas.
Breathing in sharply, I can't help
But feel the sudden ache in my left
Breast. I imagine my heart
Blistering, Black Blood collects in the sacs of pus like
Bells of hell. And,
Bruised, Bleeding, Between Breaths,
I
Blacked out.