Anuva Chowdhury
May 12, 20231 min
my heart is too big for my chest and
you smile like the world isn’t ending soon
catch stars as they fall in the west sky
and i wanna bleed till i’m empty too / / where are you?
this city is a planet / radioactive
and my parents wonder why i’m acting out
fissile skin / summer sin / things that split uncontrollably
making stars out of chain reactions
darling / i need things / to hang on the ceiling
i’m bored / wanting / more
early mornings / learning warnings
off my bedroom floor
the walls are too close to touch
and nobody here talks much
i hate the quiet just like i miss home
this city is all panic / stirred out of static
burning houses leaking at the mouth
fickle rain / running paint / think i wait for you constantly
paper hearts drying in the bathtub
darling / i need things / to cover cracks in the ceiling
i won’t / watch them / grow
early mornings / searching warnings
for things i don’t know
maybe i want too much
and pretty things hurt to touch
i love the broken glass like i loved you
this city is erratic / it looks like your absence
i think the sadness is a habit now
i grab the sun on its way down
’cause darling / i need things / to leave on the ceiling
and your / boarded / door
early mourning / curdling warnings
just beneath my pores
fissile skin / running thin / and my hands full of you and me
making stars out of chain reactions
Editors: Claudia S., Leila W.