Lakes on the Moon

Objects at the altar

Conjuring the mantra:

"Pinwheel" - I give up your name - Let it sing my salt and strawberry tears

Edie as a dragon

Skinner at a drumkit

Letter from the night I was born

St. Francis prayer

Keep me assured

Most of the time

I can't describe the argument in me I ask it to dance

Open my hand

Offer up my cheek

We want the same thing

We want to be safe

I just don't think we should hide (anymore)

Singular obsession

Doomed to double standards

Tripping, I break into thirds

How we miss you here

At thе end of our words

Bruises at the tеmples

Tender underwater

Frightened from punching myself

I'm angrier than I've ever felt

You always said

"I'll hold you hostage, kidnapped away, And we'll fall in love

Your Stockholm Syndrome will trick you to stay."

But you already had me

I was already yours

Whatever you do, take me too

Please & thank you

My lakes on the moon

I forgive you

My lakes on the moon

I forgive you