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.