Status Updates From Night Sky with Exit Wounds

“Yes, here’s a room so warm & blood-close, I swear, you will wake— & mistake these walls for skin.” (Remind me of The Hotel by Daisy Johnson.

“The most beautiful part of your body is where it’s headed
& remember loneliness is still time spent with the world.”

“Your dead friends passing through you like wind through a wind chime.”

“I enter my life the way words entered me—falling through the silence
of this wide open mouth.”

“I was just beside myself, next to him.”

“I dreamed I walked barefoot all the way to your house in the snow. Everything was the blue of smudged ink and you were still alive. There was even a light the shade of sunrise inside your window.”

“Shouldn’t heaven by super heavy by now?”

“Why do all my books leave me empty-handed?”

“…he had the hands of someone I used to know. Someone I was used to.”

“Sometimes I ask for too much just to feel my mouth overflow.”

“Spilled orange juice all over the table this morning. Sudden sunlight. I couldn’t wipe away. My hands were daylight all through the night.”

“don’t be afraid to be this luminous
to be so bright
so empty”

“whose trees know
the weight of history
can bend their branches
to breaking
lines whose roots burrow
through stones”

“touch yourself
like this
part the softest hurt’s
unhealable

hunger
after all”

“some call this
being human but you
already know
it’s the briefest form
of forever yes”

“holy water smeared between your thighs
where no man ever drowned
from to much thirst”

“an art
-iculation
of chewed stars
so lift the joy-
crusted thumb & teach the tongue of unbridled nourishment
to be lost in”

“sometimes your hand is all you have to hold yourself to this world”

“Maybe we pray on our knees because God only listens when we’re this close to the devil.”

“Silly me. I thought love was real and the body imaginary.”