Hazelthorn

by C.G. Drews

FOR THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN MADE TO FEEL MONSTROUS.

what is love if not devouring

“Something like that. Wickwood is a shit school anyway and it’s in the middle of godforsaken nowhere. Weird, creepy stuff kept happening and every time I asked Grandfather if I could transfer, he said no because he hates me.”

Holy fucking shit a return to wickwood?!?!?

“This is not,” he mutters, “what I wanted to be doing with your mouth.”

“You should’ve called for me. If you put my name in your mouth, I will always listen.”

But I’m this family’s bad apple, the academically defective and offensively queer Lennox-Hall who runs their mouth.”

“There is nothing else to me but the hollow spaces I’ve carved out for you. I knew I’d cut myself to pieces on you if we ever had the chance to touch, but I wanted to.” His voice unravels, massacred on yearning. “Let me ruin myself on you.”

“I never tried to sacrifice you, because I was sacrificing me.” Each word shatters as it hits the ground. “I asked the garden for you. Then I dug you up.”

“God was stronger than me when he made Adam and didn’t fall in love with him.”

“You’re meant to be on the other side of the goddamn door, Laurence.”

I CACKLED so hard!!!

Maybe you, too, will someday be kinder to yourself.