I'M GONNA ANGER THE OLD RELIGION (hands that slaughtered sacrificial lambs--adorned with a black watch with hands that ticked different from the calculations madman made for the humankind) . i'm too tired to function, so i wrote this instead poetry/proses with plot . me, after disappearing for 5 months without news : hi me : here's a bunch of weird unsettling stories me : eventhough it's past halloween but oh well- me : have fun

drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017

saturn rises from the valley of my neck and sets in the folds of my hell-drunken veins [ #1 in poetry, 1.25.19 ]

i feel like a god.

banished from the heavens [2017]

win a fist fight with the sky and she'll tell you all her secrets

he was crowned with countless stars stolen from the skies by a single sweep of his gold plated wings . freeform poetry / proses with plot au where there are people born with wings and society wants to kill them lgbt+ content, slight nsfw trigger warning : violence, suicidal © greenleaf . i was tired so i wrote this instead of crying myself to sleep

yūgen fantasies laced in velour reverie

vanilla scented poetry

oh how each of their axes defined who they are. {lowercase intended} Credit to @smolseal for the current cover!