“in this raging, poisoned sea at night, it is just me and death” DeathPoetryPartyRave Book:Salmacis: Becoming Not Quite a Woman Source: Salmacis: Becoming Not Quite a Woman
“i can feel blood in my nose in my eyes taste it finally on my tongue and i chase it, coat my teeth in molly eat through the ceiling stir the clouds in my throat” PoetryPartyMental HealthDrugsMetaphysicalRave Book:Salmacis: Becoming Not Quite a Woman Source: Salmacis: Becoming Not Quite a Woman