EPIGRAPH
it has been a beautiful fight, hasn't it?
PREHISTORIC:
" this is how it goes: everybody's
got a bone to pick. we arise
from the dust already aching.
when god made the dinosaurs
he said, let's see what teeth
can do. (let's see what asteroids
can undo.) here's how it goes:
blood knows the dark of our bodies
intimately and somehow it thrives. "
ORESTES oh girl, how i pity the dark life
you live.ELEKTRA no one else has ever pitied me,
you know.ORESTES no one else has ever been part
of your grief..
YOU ARE READING
PEACHES & CREAM, stan uris
Fanfictionthe blood on my teeth begins to taste like a poem , like religion , like the way you look at me. IT NOVEL + FILMS. cracker-jack © 2020