midnight wishes

Kirsten Seuter

TW/CW: mild body horror and mention of death

roots struggling up through frostbitten earth

my arms go numb with the force of her wishes

wind bites; sun burns; night suffocates

there is no fantasy as cruel as reality

i wish to sleep and dream a different world

one where the flowers bloom

not in blood and tears but in love and joy

one where the roots that can be seen beneath the trees

are not the corpses of those precious to me