#silencedrage.

oh, boy. i could probably go on forever. nine times out of ten, i usually find myself in a pit of some form of angst, no matter what other sort of genre i’m writing. i also especially love prose. the insane kind, like virginia woolf level prose. nothing makes me happier than when i get to write and read poetry with my writing partners, and this verse is especially wonderful for it! as for themes, i thoroughly enjoy delving into the depths of human suffering, of longing, and recently have started centring the idea of love as consumption in a lot of my narratives (taivan, tailottie, taishauna, i’m looking at you).

            “  oh,  raf.  haven’t  you  heard  ?  i’m  finally  free  from  the  shackles  of,  how  do  i  put  it  lightly  --- giving  a  damn.  you’ll  only  slow  me  down.  i  sent  a  message  loud  and  clear,  i  don’t  want  to  be  followed.  shouldn’t  you  be  crying  or  something  ?  your  brother  is  dead.  i  should  know,  i’m  the  one  who  put  the  sword  through  his  heart.  ”   /  @silencedrage​.