(crossposted to instagram august 16, 2019)
by nathan l. dear god, tonight i am blood-soaked, half-boy, half-bird, all rose petals, red wine, never holy. i come to you breathless, draped in moonlight and mourning. the things i have seen, god. tell me, when will this bloodshed end? it is hard to believe anyone is watching over us in these wrenching times. lord, tell me it gets better. tell me the sun will rise and the stars will come out of the blackness. tell me we’ll learn to love again. tell me. are you still here? —amen
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