Beautiful Graves

by L.J. Shen

The thing about tragedies is, you can never outrun the Big Alone. At some point, it catches up with you. In the middle of the night. When you’re taking a hasty shower. When you roll in bed and the linen is pressed and smooth where your lover should be. The big moments in your life are always experienced in solitude.

Tattoos are like putting wallpaper on a generically painted house,

“Mainstream people aren’t revolutionary. Nothing good ever comes out of them. Average equals comfort.”

It’s a terrible existence. To feel like you’re not worthy of good things happening in your life.”