Writing Prompt

Two hearts beating, twisting,

Cautiously spiraling from,

Within one center, giving,

Life to the other, pulsing,

As one.

Love, Passion seeping,

Beneath the skin and into,

Open wounds, Becoming,

Part of the being,

A welcomed parasite.

Throbbing, coursing delicately,

Through scar tissue, and veins,

Buried and devouring,

Red and tender flesh, settling into,

A new home....

Most people in their line of work have a statement piece— something uniquely them about their masks.

Dazai has his bandages, mapping across his arms, neck and face. Kouyou has her traditional Japanese kimonos and her flashy lipstick, wrapped beautifully. Mori has that red scarf, passed down through generations of bosses. Hell, even Tachihara has a plaster on his face.

Chuuya has his choker.

It'...

You scored our initials in your sourdough

It was sweet watching them crisp as they baked

The edges going golden in the heat

As the fragrance of romance and bread filled the house

My mouth watered as you opened the oven

The loaf pressed into a heart-shaped mass

Warm butter and jam on a baker’s wet dream

That burned most pleasurably as it went down

But once again I wake up to disappointment

You’...

It’s just a penny they would say,

But wouldn’t look at all it’s worth.

It’s such a small thing they’d think,

But it’s big enough to hurt.

It could leave you broke,

And lying on the floor.

Too many pennies,

Could have you walking out the door.

You could have the newest one,

Fresh off the press.

But unless you take care of it,

It will become a tarnished mess.

You could pass it along,

For those in...

Like a siren song at sea,

Her eyes whisper to lonely sailors.

Eyes of blue,

Like the clearest of waters.

Draw closer and witness the fine-tuned melodies of a divine creature

A siren’s sound-

A voice that pulls you into its bounds,

Only to turn tides

With waves that clap like thunder.

They rise to steep heights to push you deep into its mouth,

Then spits you out to parch grounds.

Look too deep an...

The person you love

Is that person

You can run out into the fields with

At midnight

The person you love

Is that person

Who will rest your head on you

As you both gaze at the stars

The person you love

Is the person who you dream of

At night in the dark

When you close your eyes

So to you

Love is the book you spend hours on

Love is a soft blanket on a cold winter day

Love is a paintbrush, the so...

In the thrift shop of life, I found a new pair of jeans,

Bright denim blue, the nicest eyed scene.

Fresh off the rack, they fit just right,

As soon as I put them on the world felt right.

They were just perfect, every stitch and seam,

I felt like a model in these new blue jeans.

I hoped to hold on to them forever,

But fabric, like love, doesn’t always hold together.

Time's a crafty one, with a...

Slowly rotating on a plate,

A muted buzzing,

Bag growing inflate.

POP!

Kernels forced open,

Leaving their shells,

Peaceful spell broken,

To the old them, farewell.

For they have been reborn,

Through warmth, attention,

Bloomed straight from corn,

They are now free of tension....

**_ Headphones 03/27/24

_****_ _****“You left me on the cold Friday night in ****_Canadian_**** Winter.”**

** “But you left me.”**

** “So what could I do?” **

** “I wined up in the office wanting for you, after all I was a **

** ****_gift_****.”**

** “The thing you prized above all else because I helped you.”**

** “I helped you escape from reality.”**

** “I carved that path for you ****_...

I hide portals in the

stars under my tongue.

Cosmically inclined and in tune,

I find my escape through the sun…

The ozone is leaking

through my heart again.

Raging storms and

making shapes, with the

sharp edges of our sin.

My crooked hands

shake like earth quakes,

every time the wind

breezes by with his name.

And my eyes turn

to rain divine,

as his spirit thus

grazes on mine.

I’v...