“you Will Never Be Too Much For Someone Who Can’t Get Enough Of You”

Mood

sitting down to write isn't really about creating a story, it's about getting the story onto the page before it destroys me

Kim Addonizio, “The Singing”, Tell Me

Tidal wave

I closed my eyes for a second Saw everything, all at once And the waves grew taller

The lighthouse was hanging on the lifeline The stars were falling into the ocean

And the water took over the city

Now everything I see is reminding me of where I want to be

Everything I see

can turn to dust in the blink of an eye

Artwork by: Gusfink🖤

—Virginia Woolf

— Arthur Miller, The Crucible

Poisonous passions

Your love is like a fire,

I felt it burn within,

Yet, that burning,

Dims with each, dying, day.

Your love is like fire, and ice,

Felt, truly, only once, maybe twice.

I fail to feel your love now,

For you set me here and left.

You pushed me. Too far.

Now, I cannot stop myself from falling,

You put me from hell;

I got no glimpse of heaven.

I fail to believe in a god above,

For I don't believe I deserve the pain you bestowed upon me,

Or is it all that I deserve?

The nerve.

Your love, it's like poison...

When I felt it, it burnt.

You burn like fire,

Your flame, blackened.

You burned.

Your wood- turned to ash.

Your flame- died out.

Now, I live without you.

Happier than ever,

Despite the lasting baggage,

No poison. No pain.

Still, my heart stings sometimes,

When I remember those times,

When I was with you,

When you ruined me.

Cecília Meireles, from "In Autumn, My Heart," featured in Antologia poética

— David Cronenberg, Consumed