Why Do I Care?

Why do I care?

I am sorry you misunderstood my need for reassurance for romance!

Tropical tiger moth✨✨

This is all I am.

Skin and bones.

Poetry and grief.

Blood and sins.

Grovelling inside a secondhand body.

Is it possible to miss plants?

I had a desk pothos at work, named him. Watered him and everything. Squirrel which entered our office through ducts kindah killed him. Ate the roots off. I am not delulu but I do miss him a little. Now my desk looks empty.

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

-Sylvia Plath