La foto di rito di ogni ritorno dagli usa: il bottino. e questa volta di vero bottino trattasi, visto che tra tutte quelle cose ben 4 sono state sgraffignate! lancio una sfida: tra foto, cartoline, giornali, calzature, libri, accessori per la persona e per la casa, quanti #longhorns contate? quello che vi sta guardando con gli occhioni così si chiama eden (@elenadatrino, hai visto chi è tornato) 😍
I am broken and rotten
it's rotting and coursing within me
barrelling against my chest as i bury hatchets i used to cut off their heads
a bloody river of regret and sorrow gathering chunks and clots of memories and pain
turning my ribs into crumbling driftwood
my heart into mould
black mould that spreads
fingertips flaking off damaging everyone i touch, spreading my loneliness and heartbreak
i am destined to leave this earth a rotting corpse from the inside out
it's only a matter of time until they can smell my rotting flesh, maybe i should be dousing myself in gasoline instead of perfume
he is a lit match
is it better i join him?
to finally stop rotting
or should i continue spreading spores of soul crushing sadness
they tell me i can chip off the dead wood
and grow back beautiful
but he is there and i am rotting and the mould is everywhere except with him and i am desperate to attend
a new walk of life
even if it means burning myself out
for i am black mould
and he is emerald moss
As if i needed further confirmation that the bookstagram community is made up of the nicest humans... today i received some wonderful #bookmail from fellow book-lover @odstockgulliver, after she saw i was longing for a hardcover copy of ali smith’s autumn, which i couldn’t find anywhere.
she offered to send me a copy she had and wasn’t going to read - all the way from michigan to me in london!
thank you so so much, pam - you are one of life’s true christmas elves!
follow @odstockgulliver for lovely photos of books and nature! 📚 🌲