Don’t be with people who restricts you from growing Don’t be with people who makes you feel bad for succeeding Don’t be with someone who is so insecure he needs to cut off your head to feel taller Artwork by Agnes Cecile
Bit like graveyards Bit like bones Bit like oceans Sound like homes By Carren Wong Artwork by Agnes Cecile
You can’t attach The mind to someone
That blue boy in the distance kept walking his toes blistered and his soles bled my temples have never found a worshipper more devoted his red eyes burning with holy fire feeding his empty stomach He longs to become God and that cannot happen By Carren Wong Artwork by Lara Zankoul
Blossoming Takes sunshine and rain You will feel like you’re under dark soil for decades But when your petals finally see the light You will know It is all worth it By Carren Wong Artwork by Agnes Cecile
in every porcelain skin are bones made of bears and the teeth of shark ivory framed souls edged with ‘Noli me tangere’ and should you ever touch that skin uninvited you will be stabbed until your heart is in your mouth By Carren Wong Artwork by Agnes Cecile
I need to be touched. Everyone needs to be touched.