@Julsijuls 14 May 2021 more from that month

[ a poem by Julsijuls] The house was set alight with gasoline and a torch and smoke rose to the skies and the birds cried the wolves howled for your sin followed you. embraced a burning soul followed and snickered; til the last of your breath it was there— waiting clinging in the depth of your skin. til you wake up and realize that death is not an escape. (This is about a killer who killed himself to escape the nightmares he gets every night) #ProseAndPoetry