Relationship Anarchist

I remember the first rule I ever brokeit was not a law it was a promisesoft as a couch cushion at 3 a.m.your shoes by the doormy heart trained to…
monarchs

monarchs

We lost the monarchsthe way we lose our elders,slowly,while pretending we still have time.Once, they filled the sky like prayers,orange veils of migration,whole bloodlines flying home to dieon sacred trees.Now,…