A Red Paradise
Branches and antlers
Stretching skyward in lewd declaration
and iambic pentameter dashed upon the wallsTiny pale kittens look on from overstuffed ottomans
Somewhere I forgot to imagine
Their eyes wide and heavyI shed a coat of mirrored scales
and hang my smile up for the day
The dark hollows of your eyes
Reverberate inside my ribcage
Kept artificially warm by bleached foxfurHope burrowed into the left innominate vein
To wait for another day
Just next to the superior vena cava
With promises of waves on a tropical beach
The sunlight on our skinBut the sun comes through tinted windows
And the waves are in fact smoke
The sea comes to welcome me home
Washing hardwood into sandAs antlers and branches look on with pointed expression
Kittens rest their sleepy heads on tiny paws
I take a swim
With eyes pressed against the deep
Thinking of the scale of constellations
Their horns thrusting fearlessly into nothingness
-Edited from my journal, Valentine’s Day 2012
Dress: Sylvie & Mado
Shoes: Thrifted
Photography: Union City Photographics
Styling: Dina Arrieta
Jewelry: Custom made in Cairo, Egypt several years back
Mood: Vamping to cover a deep existential crisis, just like everyone else
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