Tatum Bunker
Head of The Letters Home Collection
Tatum Bunker
Head of The Letters Home Collection
Head of The Letters Home Collection
Head of The Letters Home Collection
What do you do when you’ve gotten everything you could have possibly dreamed?
Him.
What do you do when after all this time, he figured it out?
You.
What do you do when he leaves, locking you in the bathroom?
Fire.
And what do you do when the smoke starts to enter the room, the handles burning to touch?
Die....
say it.
“yes officer, he is my boyfriend
no, i was out with my friends
haven’t seen him since yesterdsy
we always got along, never fought
yeah, actually. his ex is a psycho. it’s her you should be interviewing, not me”
i know where she is.
“there should be records of us reporting her
fine. she constantly broke into our house and stole my car and cash and whatever she could find. tore up my clot...
They are tall, taller than anything we’ve ever seen. The smallest couldn’t have been shorter than 9’0.
They are dark in complexion, darker than the night sky. Their skin is dotted with bright dots, like stars.
They have eyes of black holes, swirling but so silent. Some claimed to have seen more than two eyes on them.
They have japing jaws, teeth like needles. Stretching down their faces like i...
Today I chose to not take the pill.
There wasn’t any valid reason for it, I had simply decided to take a break. No one wants to become hooked to a tiny blue oval, after all. Besides, it was a lovely day out.
I stepped out of my apartment and headed down the clunky elevator. The good ol’ faithful elevator; she always felt like she would break, plummenting down and crashing into the basement floor...
The angels & trumpets rained above;
Falling, losing feathers, shot like a dove.
Snakes & the woman disobeyed God;
Choosing fruit over a garden facade.
Being cast away & shed of his wings;
A soul cries & shudders, free from his strings.
The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold;
a place so magical now hurt to behold....
“Tell me your regrets.”
“I like to think that I don’t have any.”
“You’ve lived life to the fullest?”
“More like lived it too fast.”
“How would you have slowed it down?”
“It kinda did a bit ago.”
“When the gun was at your forehead?”
“…Yeah.”
“No need to be hesitant, I was there.”
“You knew?”
“It was written.”
“Ah. Are you death?”
“You seem disappointed.”
“Just hoping for an angel. Mayb...