
slingshot words.there are a million worlds living in your headslingshot words. by ~arabesque-o
begging to be wrapped around your tongue and released like a slingshot
into the heart of some stranger you may never meet.

on people as placest,on people as places by =vvolatile
you are
the elementary school playground
scraped knees
‘cooties’
and all;
i still sit on the swings
sometimes.
-
z,
you were the house i grew up in
and grew tired of,
so very familiar;
every secret door revealed
every hiding spot
discovered,
still -
i couldn't help but linger
long after it
fell apart.
-
c,
you are the forest
i have been too afraid to wander in
for long;
so beautiful and inviting
so full of poisonous
things.
-
mn,
you were the last car
on a train: temporary,
in transit and moving
(on), but
nobody can travel
forever.
-
b,
you were
the dusty hotel room
i got comfortable in for
a few days, the one i
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Supernova She wants to be a supernova. Eighteen years is enough for her to understand that her mind is a thousands-year-old star; already hitting the edge of her window ledge. You can find it in the way her paper eyelids rest over burning eyes, and the smooth ache of decomposing thoughts sliding through her veins. She's a celestial paradox. She is a human being. She has a hand-me-down soul that's been breaking since her birth, and even though it's leaking beauty she's just running out too fast. Her mind is busy burning thoughts away into ash covered bones; an unbearably powerful flame. And she wonders, how is it that she can't get farSupernova by ~tsubame-33