a prose poem about ghosts

we’ll help you, my mother tells me, but you’ve got to want to help yourself too. my father, standing by my bed, saying, play the piano again for us, for your mind. i think of what it will mean to take medication: the white pill between my fingers like a secret, a pearl pressed flat on a train track. the cold water glass. my heart unfurling.

i dig through the dusty piano bench. pressed in a yellowed 60s copy of preparatory exercises are loose leaf pages, a secret. titled sebastian in someone else’s handwriting, scanned copy of notes drawn in pen on printed staff. sebastian, meaning: basket of marigolds, summer as rich as wine, brideshead, in the time before depression when my tongue was a moon crater still learning to how to taste the word man.

here, by the keys, my bones hum. melancholy is a night with no wind pressed up against my ribs. i hold on to my body as if it were its own secret, me, my blood, and all the words i cannot say. take my time with each note. my hands wreaths of rust, the dust spilling out of me. i think again of the pills, my heart prying itself open to reveal the real heart nestled inside, the red one, the one that beats.

summer is only a word, but it’s an orange word, a kind of burning. i play softly. there’s a ghost in the room somewhere. he might be sitting on the bench. he might be evaporating.


the moment I sign that pardon, the moment I ask for one, I proclaim to the world that they were right.

anonymous asked:

I thought some one said it was a sister of the girl and ua

yeah but the point is, every time louis breathes on SM he gets thousands of replies. the fact that he just /happened/ to reply to her (twice) is… incredibly coincidental. and 1D is full of *cough* coincidences

well, I’ve dove headfirst right back into the ao no exorcist fandom and this idea would not leave my mind. I image Jack and maddie as the leaders in anti-demon technology, pioneering the first ever man-made gehenna gate. Danny, who can’t see demons, thinks his parents are just crazy. he finds his way into the frame of the man-made gate, accidentally cuts himself on the frame, dripping blood onto the sigils, and BOOM! he finds himself infused with the powers of gehenna.