It’s Never Coming Back

need more “guish” words. anguish. extinguish. languish. great for when a character is bleeding out on the floor

i like to think that it was snowing on the day that dutch saved john from the noose. we gotta stop meeting like this. surrounded by snow and unforgiving cold. the red in their cheeks heightened. red rope burn circling john’s throat. pale death all around them.

i need to kiss whoever decided to give RDR2 epilogue john marston a goddamn red choker. and whoever made him bark like a dog BOTH when drunk and sober.

Natalie Díaz, from “Wolf OR-7”, Postcolonial Love Poem

The giant of Illinois

I hate him

please just let me go

Loving, leaving, pulling, pushing

Falling, feeling, swimming, swinging

Singing, sinking, dying, diving

Falling, feeling, swimming, swinging

Loving, leaving, pulling, pushing

Singing, sinking, dying, diving

and what good will your vanity be when the rapture comes by hanif abdurraqib x john marston