"Ribcage was never synonymous for birdcage. I’m not supposed to have these crows in my chest eating..."

“Ribcage was never synonymous for birdcage. I’m not supposed to have these crows in my chest eating the dead butterflies that arose from my stomach; whose carcasses reek of another time, another place, another person.”

- deoxyepinephrine (via wnq-writers)