— Peel your heart like a pomegranate.
Offer it to him, palms outwards.
Watch him come away
stained red by you.
You’re in his teeth.
He’ll kiss you with that mouth.
Azra.T “Fruit” (via seols
— Sometimes I want to ask God why He allows poverty, famine, and injustice when He could do something about it, but I’m afraid He might just ask me the same question.
— I think it’s brave to try to be happy.