Diana

Author: Diana

milesperhour.
It’s 2 AM, and I’ve set my car at a cruising speed of 70 miles per hour. I begin to analyze my surroundings and realize that the highway I am speeding on is much like my life. I’ve been speeding for quite some time through it, and I think it just might be time to [...]
arcus senilis.
With what satiety your nurture holds my sweet belief, it’s in our fearful hearts we find relief. With the scent of distrust, it’s my inscription you entrust. Sobriety of lust, your virtue is a must. Around my neck your amulet, envious encapsulate. Malicious predation, false facade of indignation. With your sound in my calling, it’s [...]
burgundy.
There was a certain satisfaction in loosing all meaning and thought. The taste was poison in her mouth, yet it was this she never fought. Let’s stare into the sun and hold our tongues to the soft sound of yearning. Its you and me we’re learning. My mind a maze, your eyes will gaze. The [...]
20.
Dear Self, It’s finally here. When people would ask what you wanted to be when you grew up, you didn’t have the usual “astronaut” or “firefighter” answer. Ten year old Dyana always said, when I grow up… I wanna be 20. And here it is. And oh how surreal it is, how scary, and yet [...]