I I die every hour, watching you conform to all the ideals you were never meant for. You were never meant for… If only you would fall between my lines. I write to you honestly, my messy love, before midnight. I love you truly, complicated heart. You beat against your cage— rage against the cageContinue reading “I Die Every Hour/Within Irises”
Thought I’d felt my heart stir. Make my hands into shovels and dig up the garden, again. Goddamned, I am. There it is, feeding the weeds. © Kindra M. Austin (image: Pinterest)
And I feel them all, hearts that break out loud– shatter rib cages. Let me sweep up the shrapnel; I’ll glue you back together.
Set me on fire I wish to burn as you do Come to me at night I prefer you in black, babe Your heart is most visible