Underneath

Written by Jacob Ibrag

You’re nice, and complete. And the stories you

string has me questioning the spots I pick to cease and be

present in. And that’s as far as it goes. You’re a world revolving in

another galaxy, a couple of black holes away from reaching me. I need a

dead planet with signs of ice underneath her surface, a never been willing

to terraform with her partner. And maybe someday, I’ll have stories.

And maybe someday, we’ll reminisce about this moment.

Photography by Alex Blăjan