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"A Favor House Atlantic" • Coheed & Cambria (by Lauren Theresa)


i turn the music up

Louder

a favor house atlantic

Louder

i want to drown this out, so i drown in this

Louder

my smoke on the horizon, projected to a cloud

Louder

until i feel the bass in my chest, until i remember

Louder

tending bar until morning, sleeping late with the sun

Louder

sinking into the hudson to write, my music carrying the car

Louder

past the catholic school where hope and love and dances fade

Louder

past the matching cars and blonde bobs that aren’t meant to be bobs

Louder

past the cops in ray-bans strolling small humans becoming cops in ray-bans

Louder

clothed in old navy super cash and dead eyed currency and nothing but this

Louder

screaming along as my body beats and my voice becomes the backdrop and right now

Louder


i am nothing and everything and i am this song and this song has destroyed the silence and this song has destroyed me and and every moment that’s ever passed and everything that ever will become and my eyes tell the stories of a day and recall the moments that once have…


—i turn the knob—

Silence

pulling up to my suburban lot

Silence

checking the stains on my face

Silence

they’ll ask if i was crying

Silence

feigned care holding projections

Silence

i don’t fear death

Silence

i only fear what i don’t know

Silence


right now it’s this

Silence

as my body waits for hidden tracks.



Lauren Theresa is a queer divergent writer, plant witch, and depth psychotherapist living in a NYC-ish corner of NJ with her two baby witches and vast menagerie of plants & animals. She's the founding editor and often-missing-chaos-maker @icebreakers_lit, usually found staring at a wall, writing books, publishing shit, or chasing her shadows; all eternally documented at www.laurentheresa.com.

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