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she once laughed and i wanted to frame the sound in stained glass.

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in another universe, you knew how lonely you made me feel and did something about it.

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concept: me, sitting on top of a grassy mountain, taking deep breaths of fresh, pure air. i lay back and watch the clouds all day. there’s no rush here

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your death will be remembered, even as your life fades away

turn your back to frozen rivers cutting through tundra trees let each step be imprinted forever upon soft, glistening and powdery snow

frozen limbs reaching through the dirt i caress their fingers as i pass them by as ice covets my long eyelashes and my lips crack and bleed

i feel the parasites crawl through my guts discontent with my lack of intake as i find my way through rocks and ledges into a valley and find the frozen lake

i fall back and stare up into starry night as the snow gently caresses my cheeks and melts into my cooling skin i let myself relax, i have nothing left to give

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summer days

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“Even if you leave…”

He said with a fanged grin.

“…and cut our ties…I will always have my talons dug deep inside your soul. For always and eternity.”

-why won’t he just leave me be?

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undersight. gouache painting on coaster, 2025. for the group show 'salut 10' open now at Nucleus Portland

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Art by: galactixy_illustrations on Instagram

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what the fuck

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The Holy Matrimony of Sun and Moon

When the Sun married the Moon, there were no other celestials present and Sky wept without clouds all day.

The other stars did not agree nor attend the union, for they saw how Sun always overshadowed Moon to make her appear much smaller than her actual size and much dimmer in her glow, so that he could contain her within his pocket. Like a boy with a shiny coin to either lose or use.

The Wind felt as if the Sun was both in love and jealous of Moon; always wanting her to hide away in the dark due to how illuminating she actually was; to have her all to himself and in a cage, veiled by the sheer darkness of the night sky. So Wind did not grace the ceremony either since she would surely object when the question was asked whether the two should elope.

The clouds were planning to be at the ceremony but as clouds carelessly are, blew away to play with Wind and forgot all about the Matrimony between Sun and Moon.

Ocean wanted to be there but was stuck in the repetitive currents she had always been subjected to look after. She mourned Moon because she knew that she would never see her best friend again and felt powerless with how the distance truly seemed between the two. She screamed up to Moon and tried to warn her of what Sun was doing but Moon couldn’t hear it; like there was an invisible glass barrier separating them that she could only reach so far.

When the radiant Moon walked down the iridescent aisle towards her proclaimed love, she glided with all the shimmering pastel colors you would find in a fairy tail, including a pure white metallic train so long that it stretched all the way around the Earth. When walking up to the alter to meet her knight in shining armor that was Sun, she froze and Time its’ self stopped as her eyes met his.

Moon saw that Sun was just her reflection after all this time. She closed her eyes and ever since then, Moon never opened them up again and is currently chained to the alter that turned out just to be a beautiful mirror. Doomed to spend her existence wasting her time convincing herself that nothing is actually real.

-H

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Insomnia Shit

Sleep used to be relief.

A way to escape this dystopian reality.

It welcomed me with both arms stretched out to embrace me and carry me off to different and delightful visions.

Sleep used to be a friend in which I spent sacred time with under the stars; faithfully daydreaming about how promising the future could be…

But now, sleep is an enemy.

Keeping me captive and tortured to have to submit to Sleep’s control over me.

Sleep creeps up on me at night like a beast hunting its prey, filling my head and heart with painful pictures of all of my past mistakes that I have made that I can’t take back.

Sleep straps me down and sedates me so that I can no longer move but still feel its sharp nails dig into my skin; it’s hot breath on my neck while it does as it pleases.

I have tried to run away or fight Sleep many times but it’s always the same conclusion every night where I’m trapped in this brittle cage. When I open my eyes after the dawn has already graced me with its presence, I find myself broken and covered in milk-grey ash that I am then expected to pick myself back up to become what I need to be to survive the challenges of this world.

I believe that one day, Sleep and I can return to harmony with one another. That we can at least demonstrate fairness and neutrality one day; to walk hand in hand while looking to watch the sun set.

Maybe someday I’ll forgive myself so that I’m not living the same toxic cycle day in and day out. Maybe I’ll forgive myself for letting others manipulate me into thinking everything about me is wrong.

And maybe it’s 5:21 in the morning and sleep has still not caught up to me yet.

-H

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“Leaving”

Burning, breaking, beating.

Ruining, relaying, running.

Defending, deflecting, derailing.

Aching, Attaking, awakening.

Talking, trying, transforming.

Hurting, Healing, hoping.

Flying, freeing, feeling.

Seeing, supporting, singing.

Living, loving, leaving.

-H

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Druid of Durrag’s Tower by Lin Chang