Borealis Harrison

October 26th, 2023 At times we look backTaking strolls through shelves filled with dusty memoriesImages once treasured and tended with care, now left to fadeA fate worse than death, because our love and our hate gave you lifeYou fed off of the energy devoted to emotion, the time we spent tending those memories neatly filed…

September 9th, 2023 When it comes to love I’m unhealthyI love completely, utterly, and distinctly Chaos occurs because you spin circles around meThe greatest highs, in the greatest falls you find me Can’t escape and I don’t want toBecause the pain reminds that you still love me The hole of your absence kills meCraving the…

August 9th, 2023 In the morning as it breaksAs the day itself wakesWe take comfort in knowingIt’s you who sets us glowing These rhymes are immature and childishBut the feelings you instill are wildishYour presence creates stability that’s groundedAnd considered by our system shockingly renowned Though our waking may be from a distanceThe thought of…

September 12th, 2023 Playing hide and seek with emotions. Trying to outwit the red flags and premonitions. Knowing the stakes, you try to hide. Why won’t you take credit for your part of the ride? Your life ended and mine never started. I’m sure realizing that smarted. Endlessly scraping the bottom of the barrel. Always…

June 12th, 2023 It’s so cute. Watching you replace me. Seeing notifications for co-op games we used to play come up for me, knowing you’re playing with someone else. How do they feel knowing they’re a replacement?  That you’re filling the hole of 3 AM video calls, weekend long text conversations that never ended, planned…

May 29th, 2023 In the time between each calling There’s a hole that grows. As the time passes, weasels seek it out and build their den. But in that moment… Words from you light up the darkness. Stability through similes, affection through amalgamations Life from you is nimble, quick and queer and qualitative As the…

April 21st, 2023 I broke my own heart, because I hoped If I gave you something painted with the colors I found inside You’d be happy here with me But all I found was scarlet and violet Insanity has hold of me, breaking each chamber over again hoping for a new addition to my palette…

November 20th, 2022 The rope and the blade, the pill and the bottle, they whisper at the edges of each daily reality. Going through the motions, masking is mandated because the cracks in your smile disturb them. Under the bed, inside the cabinet, ticking off a checklist that has an untouchable task. Information is compiled…

Pain is beautiful in a painting, but depressing in a discussion. A ledger dripping in tears distilled from regrets frozen in time can only be read to the current date. An attempt to read future pages reveals only a confusing calligraphy, intelligible until they too join the pages of the past. Past choices are etched…

October 12th, 2022 She takes so much, even when she’s small. She takes away smiles, opportunities and memories. She takes that moment of home and closes future pathways before they come into view. She breaks trust and corrupts connections, corroding like rust on an adaptor. Once claimed it’s unlikely to regain anything cradled in her…