jupiter's moons
this pull is more than just gravity.
It's a well known fact we all descend from stardust. What's to stop us from going back? {because I'm in love with the sky}
"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."
A collection of tragedies of sorts, of demons or angels (whatever you'd fancy to call them) that lurk and/or gleam in my mind. Written when the moon's dreary and the sun's near awakening. Obnoxiously metaphoric, subtly inspirational. © Jake Sullivan, 2014