"sex tasted like blood and resin and suture scrub to me." -james ellroy, the black dahlia. a collection of poems on love, compulsion, and the demons in our bedrooms. content warning: sexual assault {#868-- July 20th, 2017}

to the boy who wanted nonfiction but who I gave poetry to. these are poems I never gave to you. All rights reserved © 2017 immortalitatis- cover by my lovely friend @hurtcopain

shoved a needle in my brain and now my head won't stop bleeding

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