You are No Bee Charmer by Elle Vue

   When you drink my sugary honey, remember its origins. Betray me and I will sting your throat, watching it swell until you cannot swallow. My sweet nectar will fill your mouth and drown your barren words. The contemptuous air that once escaped your bloated lungs will be clogged with my ravishing ambrosia. Then youContinue reading “You are No Bee Charmer by Elle Vue”

Time is a Construct by Elle Vue

I don’t really know what I want to do with this yet but I really like it so please enjoy. Fuck. Awake again, I think to myself as the thunder claps into my ears. It’s 8:00 am but it’s so dark it could be 3:00 am. 3:00 am. That’s my favorite time; to bask inContinue reading “Time is a Construct by Elle Vue”

What It Means to Read Art

I may be drunk but my words can hold more liquor than I. Art is not meant to be beautiful or revealing of the world around us. It serves as an honest & sometimes heinous scope into the world of an individual. To be invited is neither grand nor something to belittle, but perhaps somewhereContinue reading “What It Means to Read Art”