slow dancing love and pain in the midnight chorus of liquor-washed autumn green ... || a constellation of destructive poetry ||

Lust is the dollhouse I have flowered in; how can I overstay my welcome within the torso of my own toy? RIBBONS OF PRIVACY is a body of confessions. © 2023 cursivelun, all rights reserved.

I will pour sunlit trickles of mercifulness upon my skin speckled with sea salt. LOVE LIGHTLY is a collection of poetry. © 2023 cursivelun, all rights reserved.

[FEATURED] godhood is just like girlhood: a begging to be believed

The sunlight backs away from me and I am glad- LET OUT THE BUTTERFLY is a collection of poetry. © 2023 cursivelun, all rights reserved.

(2018) satire and conspiracy

I think I burnt down an angel once.

I think I fell in love with the devil once.