the front of this postcard is covered in flames
i'm living like a devil
—lana del rey, “don’t call me angel”
you said Angel, let it happen.
you said Angel, be still.
you said Angel, this is your purpose. This is all you are good for.
you said Surely you must realize that without me you are nothing.
you said Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay, always stay.
you said If you ever disobey me, angel, angel, angel, my angel, angel,
you will die
--
hello
from the afterlife
the sea
is dancing
the sky
is blue
i'm living like a devil
—lana del rey, “don’t call me angel”
you said Angel, let it happen.
you said Angel, be still.
you said Angel, this is your purpose. This is all you are good for.
you said Surely you must realize that without me you are nothing.
you said Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay, always stay.
you said If you ever disobey me, angel, angel, angel, my angel, angel,
you will die
--
hello
from the afterlife
the sea
is dancing
the sky
is blue
Kate Horowitz is a poet, essayist, and science writer in Maine. Her work has most recently appeared in Moonchild Magazine, Drunk Monkeys, and PØST, and on a matchbox from post ghost press. She has work forthcoming in blood orange's poetry tarot. She likes long walks, sad songs, happy poems, dogs on the beach, the moon, moss, and bedtime snacks. Find her @delight_monger and at thingswrittendown.com.