The Day of Princesses

The day of the falling princesses everyone felt the beginnings of the rumble. Though they came from the sky, most were sure that the earth shook. They were relentless- looked like white tulips, but wielded swords, mercenaries of undying strength, underneath tiaras, debris, sludge, and broken walls. Dirty tiaras pierced the empty sky. The rumor went these girls were a vengeful God, reaching a long … Continue reading The Day of Princesses

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      languid and far away these whispers fail       they hail                                  my brother                                          my mother jumping over time tricks, lost and wild      whispers lose against space   from another shot       bleeds a teleological body, garishly sifting through the means until       it collides with                                    present                                    past         in the beginning all I wanted was to know how the       world on a                          tortoise                          looked         but what happens when … Continue reading small details