Borealis Harrison

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  • Medicine

    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…

  • TL;DR

    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…

  • Miss Take

    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…

  • We Met Where It Was Purple

    October 12th, 2022 7 years since we met. I remember the magnolia trees and the tank top you wore. My mother acting like letting me leave was her biggest regret. And yet.   I was captivated by the light in your eyes and the emotion in your smirk. So much power in one person, like a storm compressed into…

  • Night

    In the softness of the night, where lingering rays of dying light trace faint outlines in the depths of the shade, emptiness is full. The empty depths of the darkness hold space for the churning darkness in your chest, straining against white ribs and compressing a crimson heart The night is full of the space…

  • Fire and Ice

    October 12th, 2022 My happiness is a veil for those who are not curious to peer underneath, a protection for those unwilling to see the weight deep within my chest. My smile is gritted teeth against the hunger for the end, my eyes shine with the reflection of the fire in my heart.

  • Just Is

    October 12th, 2022 Have you ever had a moment, where you realized wanting to end isn’t normal.  People don’t wake up wishing for an accident. Life drives everything, the reason behind every emotion and the purpose of every action. And yet. When I look at my arms, it’s wishing there were more scars. When I…

  • A Single Set of Scales

    We’ve wanted to write this story for years now, but we always let work and responsibilities get in the way. But as we try to find ourselves, allowing our expressions to actually voice themselves is an important part of that. With this in mind, enjoy Chapter One Coren didn’t have much. The eyes guaranteed that.…

  • Poetry

    Free form style is how we tend to write We never found a space to compile our writings, so they’re scattered across various accounts, devices, and mediums. I’m going to try to bring them together in a roughly chronological order, so that they can be read as they were written. A warning; many of these…

  • Hello to everyone who has found themselves here

    I hope that whatever brought you here is something of use, whether that be personal growth or time taken to reflect and grow. I am looking to use this space to grow as we are, and a large part of that is learning what we like. Not what we’re good for, or what is useful…