It’s in our nature to rebel
And no cross can hold us down
In the empty church, the pastor screams
We all think it’s quite obscene
Then we tear the place down
Burn every last fucking piece to the ground
My mother told me Jesus would save me
And I thought of this as I put the needle
Deep in my skin and felt utter bliss
Who needs Jesus when you have
Drug heaven that turns into hell?
Here’s a piece of graphic art I created for a recent poem “Secluded Hell.”
I’ve been playing around on Instagram lately and making these little graphics and, I must admit, it’s fun! It’s the sort of mindless activity that’s very soothing to me – kind of like art therapy. Plus, I’m having fun creating the different designs for poems, quotes, and other short pieces of text.
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Here’s a piece of dark fantasy flash fiction about the ultimate sacrifice. It’s about 650 words and has an estimated reading time of 2 and a half minutes. Let me know what you think!
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Hate drapes crippled bodies,
God recoils in lifeless soil,
we serve Him, in good times
and bad, we fear them
judgments above,
in darkened clouds
We have iron tastes
in bitter mouths;
she wants to be elegant,
princess of wastelands,
but she’s like us –
depraved, wearing blood-jewels
that reflect enemy eyes
“Sometimes you can only find Heaven by slowly backing away from Hell.” – Carrie Fisher
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Originally, this was a photo of the door to an abandoned house in my Philly neighborhood (I shared the photo here). When I distorted the photo with effects on Canva, it ended up looking like the gates of hell. I like how the yellowish-orange color makes it look like flames. Working on this one reminded me of a horror movie Rachel and I watched recently called As Above, So Below (which I highly recommend checking out). During the movie, there’s a reference to Dante’s Inferno and the inscription at the gate of hell: “abandon all hope ye who enter here.”
