• Hannah Flowers

i don’t want to watch any more art films i don’t want to imagine the star crossed lovers as me and you i don’t want to mentally plaster your face over the romantic lead who ends up totally destroying everything he touches including the character he loves i used to watch art films all the time before i had any experience with life before i met you before you became the voice in my head and held my fragile little heart in your hands rough on the edges but easy to crush you loved easter you loved the hollow chocolate bunnies you ate their eyes last so they had to watch themselves deteriorate in agony i wish that i took the fucking hint

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(un)holy ground

what once was sacred is cursed perhaps it could be worse the temple at which i’d pray overrun now by this wraith my messiah led me astray that’s what you get with blind faith my friends were also fool

you were a house.

can you feel me looking at you? can you hear me whisper to the moon? in the same way i felt you refrain heard the breaking of these chains as i tried to hold onto your frame after i had been an earthq

candles / spores

you asked me to meet you in a dream yes, i will, i replied swiftly for a moment’s pleasure seems far more important than honesty. have you ever watched a mushroom grow? some have spores which, at nigh