“The teeth are tombstones” ooh I love this line!
The imagery strikes and strikes again! Rapid-fire!
Scars of skin in stitches,awesome opener, Anna Cheung!
stretched over gathered bones.
Also, congratulations to me for learning that
quote blocks can be centered!
“darkness / rumbled with earthworms” ooh I love this line!
“Fingers crawled upwards,fuck yeah! Another awesome passage! 100 points for Anna Chueng!
curling like trees, decayed
and leafless under the moon.
ooh, I love this title! shudder-inducing!
“our ashtray mouths full of dirt.” love this line!
“we dug on and on / under the cold blade of moonlight.” love this passage too!
I really connected to this piece as a metaphor for trying to get my story exactly right. There’s the more obvious metaphors of a stillborn baby or parental favoritism, but being a perfectionist asshole is where I’m at now. Even when you have a clear goal in mind as a writer, projects don’t always turn out how you wanted.