My Lungs.

There are so many terrible things in the world and I refuse to let myself become one of them

I think I shall never forget the first time

seeing my mother’s new name

on a package with mine

I think she is getting better.

so am I.

when you killed me, did god see?

did he look down from his opulence

did he see, in his glory

the death of a child

at the hands of the father

i think he did see

and in my eyes he remembered

when he looked away

at the death of his son

and turned a blind eye to my suffering

Here’s a video so you can hear the water and the thrushes. I took it for you because you couldn’t be there. <3

our home should have colours and flowers. daisy sims hilditch / christine atkins / stephen darbishire / marie-louise roosevelt pierrepont

how do i prolong love?

it’s as if I poured gasoline on my heart

lit it up

and expected it not to burn out in an instant.

I want the kind of love that smolders,

the kind that may not be passionate,

but ever present, ever warm, ever burning.

come lie with me in the embers, dearest.

we can curl up on the coals

and burn together.

Vincent Van Gogh's painting details

I know he loves me because he's breathing the same air as me, if he didn't love me, he wouldn't be breathing.

The Poet, Reynier Llanes, 2021

The sunset tonight.