I am flesh and fury bound by moonlight—a creature who finds equal delight in the pop of bubble gum between razor teeth and the satisfying squelch of warm earth beneath bloodied claws. I have learned to love the ache of almost-transformation, the sweet tension of holding two selves in one vessel.
Midnight hunts, bruises, thunderstorms, curating the perfect playlist for my kills, arranging taxidermy in aesthetically pleasing vignettes, my nightly skincare routine (exfoliation is key when you're constantly shedding and regrowing), the taste of first blood, and tending to my orchid collection
Silver jewelry, being pet, people who don't know what fun is, when my gum loses its flavor mid-transformation, clashing color schemes in abandoned buildings, and sudden loud noises