Book of Revelation

by Aliya Backstrom

you are Gideon,

damned destroyer

skies opening, peach juice dribbling down my chin, scalding holy water

thisisthemostbeautifuldancetheworldhaseverseenohmygodiampartoflivinghistory,

with your fingertips, you choked the stars,


until even the dust could not survive.


as everything opened up,

and the atomic-bomb coloured sky stared back at me. now

I remembered Icarus


++++++

aliya backstrom (she/hers):  a queer soul grasping for her identity - I sob over feeling lost constantly. enthralled with cinema, art, beauty, literature - what the world always desperately needs. also a lover of tattoos, tea, equality, and people of color. I'm slowly and surely trying finding my voice, because being vulnerable is what makes life worth living.