three a.m. and her hostages by fray narte

Nov 2019

"there were black holes forming inside you, you see — all glorious, all millions of solar masses. so darling, maybe that was the time sighs started to become so heavy."

#spilledink #prose #3am #words #creativewriting #blackholes #poetry #aesthetic

Written by

fray narte 23/F/Philippines

(23/F/Philippines)

640

Please log in to view and add comments on poems