nepenthe

your lips are a sinner’s
sustenance; ambrosia 
for a god, yet good
enough for a ghost

you have furnished 
my soul with the 
windows of yours

and we speak in 
deafening silence,

like braille, but only 
it is my tongue 
against your skin. 

—  Nav K, nepenthe

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My African grey, ChuChu! She doesn’t get photographed very often because a.) how dare my hands be occupied doing something other than scritching her and b.) the camera looks like most fun thing to destroy with face can-opener.