old poem

[kellan_the_tabby]

Something I wrote a while ago & posted elsewhere, figured I'd stick it here at least for archival purposes.



living in the cracks

cracks, crevices, spaces in between
art from trash
things others don’t want
‘but there is beauty here — ‘
beauty, yes, but
things are hard; do not romanticise this

it is hard, painful, ugly
i do not fit
i must bend + contort
myself small
to fit

i do not fit

Comments

[alatefeline]

<3

[kellan_the_tabby]

*flappyhands*

[meridian_rose]

Powerful. The illustration is perfect and adds another dimension to this.

[kellan_the_tabby]

Thank you!

I wrote it while living in my van, parked in an alley between a convenience store & a closed-up former auto parts store; the piece of mesh is something I picked up off the ground there. The texture interested me.