My lover asks if she can read me out loud. I don’t know what you’d sound like, but I feel like you’d rhyme. I think I’d like my teeth on your consonants.

Medusa Calls Me "Monster"

You thought of Marie Antoinette, in her dirty shift, violated, imprisoned, abandoned. It must have been a relief, to be finally marched to the guillotine. To at least be again amongst people. To no longer be alone.

Lady's Practical Guide to Hosting Tea

Being residual doesn't always save you from having a body.

Everyone at this fake wedding is thinking of ending things

You look for proof your blood is red and find it.

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