emotionally I’m in crisis bc I don’t know which one I believe is more truthful… this is like coming across the two-faced god who asks you which face is lying..
There is a girl / with black eyes and cut thighs / she stands in forest fires / pretends that the flames don’t burn / pretends that her open wounds aren’t signs of grief / there is a girl who chooses to burn / there is a girl who stands in the woods / blood dripping from her wounds / blood seeps into the soil / the woods welcome her home.
— there is a girl in the woods who made the forest fire her home. h.g