Crush my rotten teeth inside out.
The skin on my cheek melting onto my thumb. It's inside fuses and combines until stuck, so much so that I could not move anymore. Simply by lowering my jaw, my teeth would latch onto my flesh, chewing away my feminine face and the yellowing fat on its sides. I eat myself raw 'till I'm left inside out.
And in my wake rests nothing more than the bone of my arms and jaw, set slack into a lazy, satisfied smile. Languid is the grease that stains my neck, what's left of it, that is. My skin is tight around my muscles, like the saran wrap placed firmly over the meal to protect it from further contamination.
And my flesh?
My flesh is the nourishment that prepared itself as it dies, the sustenance of the soil that one day may swallow me and all my body has to offer. I am prey and only that to the one thing we don't think to be afraid of.
But I do.
I think of it.
And it knows that I do.
The soil can feel my fear every time I'm near. The roots within it reach out to me to me to ease my pain, so that when I die they are prepared to gift me my last warm embrace.
And when that happens, my tears will leave me once more but this time with a purpose:
To water the plants.
2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 10:45 PM UTC
I wish you didn't care about me so it would be easier to leave you.
If only I were the person you didn't remember, didn't worry about
If only you had let me go a long time ago, I could let go of you too.
May 27
May 27, 2026 at 12:45 PM UTC
I melt off the fat of my arms and drink it in front of me, the grease sticking to my gums
My teeth are bleeding, but it's not blood. It's the liquid of my muscle tissue, breaking down as I speak.
I glide my hand across my thigh and with it goes my flesh, as easily as it would if a knife were to run it's edge through my pores
At the end of my days, I'll chew on my own teeth
My gums won't even fight my fingers as they pull each tooth out
They'll crush under the roof of my mouth and I'll smile once I've finished my meal.
Who knew it would be so easy to complete me?
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 6:16 PM UTC
I wish that I didn't have to worry about me appearing on your screen three years from today,
Your fingers gliding across my cheek on a picture of my face
You'll remember a little girl laughing and preaching
Believing in god just as much as she believed in you
And you'll feel that same love that you did on that hot summer day
But you'll also remember the shame and the guilt that little girl held and feel pity, knowing that her eyes show that same state.
I wish you didn't have to remember that in the first place.
I wish you never knew me at all.
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 6:07 PM UTC
Crack open my ribs and rip out my lungs, pull out my intestines and maybe take a bite- or two!
Consume me so you can finally know me, comprehend my essence and see me as I am-
Flesh and nothing more.
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 10:51 PM UTC
I laugh and smile
My teeth rot inside my mouth
My stomach ****** in to the highest degree
What if I missed you?
Would you christen me?
Your blessings mixed with curses spilling from my lips
I do not deserve your forgiveness
Please **** me, my tongue will act as a landing strip for the poison you'll pour down my throat
A poison of my own invention
My own hands squeezing my eyes for witnessing what I've done.
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 5:50 PM UTC
Leo el mensaje dos veces
Arcilla en mis manos
Manchando el teléfono
Tal como las palabras, esparciendo por la pantalla.
"Si tuviera con que.."
Repito las palabras familiares..
Yo tenía once años cuando pensé lo mismo.
Si solo te pudiera hablar
Realmente hablar
Libremente
Sin el miedo que no te entendiera
Y sin la certeza que tu no me entendieras a mi.
Me odio.
Odio las partes de mi que vienen de ti- de ustedes.
He pasado mi vida manchada.
Me odio.
Odio que las únicas cualidades que puedo absorber son las malas
Odio que solo tengo el cerebro para aprender de malos ejemplos
Odio que después de 17 años, no me puedo dejar de mentir
No me puedo dejar de decir que soy buena persona
Aunque yo sepa que vengo de ti.
Si solo pudiéramos entendernos. Si solo pudiera encontrar el amor que yo no siento.
Te entiendo.
Te entiendo.
Si solo pudieras ver que te entiendo, que somos iguales. Yo también no me soporto. Yo también me odio. Yo también me siento tan mal que si tuviera con que ya lo hubiera terminado todo.
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 10:20 PM UTC
Filthy and gross,
Sweaty, hot
But, oh, so slow.
Breathy whispers
Warm chests and warm embraces
Curved necks
Hair sticking to flesh
Teeth grazing
Secret laughs and red faces
Soft smiles
Leaving traces..
I possess a desire deeper than that of your skin,
I want to run my tongue between each of your ribs
Just to witness the parting of your lips.
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 10:07 AM UTC
They stand in their good shoes and formal clothes
The children are distracted and so am I
I stare at the exit sign in front of me that's glowing green
We are all asked to stand and the music begins
Everyone starts to sing
My lips stay closed
This is just a building
These are just people
We are not chosen
We are not special
There is nothing in front of us as we kneel
We sing to nothing
We cry to nothing
I weep only to me.
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 3:18 PM UTC
La piel que hábito
Se me está empezando a perecer a la tuya
O será simplemente que he confundido tu alma con la mía?
Tus labios con los míos?
Te derrites en mi
Mis dedos se pegan a los tuyos
Ya ni recuerdo mi nombre pero siempre voy a recordar tu piel y tu la mía.
Que más unido que nosotras?
De esto consiste nuestra fusión
El nexo de nuestro ****
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 12:39 PM UTC