when the sun bleeds
Ivy Darcy
a burning haibun which imagines a sapphic version of a trans Orpheus and Eurydice
They said the stars were named for us: glittering constellations suspended in the sky, celestial bodies touching our memories. Stars are eclipsed by moons and so inks the genesis of new monsters and new gods that will challenge those atop Olympus, resting on their golden thrones, limbs rejuvenated with an ethereal energy. And we’re in the skies, orbiting one another and scorching; our hearts sing into the darkness that binds us together; our atoms colliding with one another. You told me that you love girl planets when I cried Tartarus inflamed tears. And who said gender holds us together - the glue that defines us, when we are fluid like water and flow in all directions. We were star-crossed girls in the universe, breaking apart like the remnants of stars. Immortal longings. Infinite varieties. But then someone stole your light and you vanished when night’s glow intervened and I searched so hard for you, no longer in your warm cocoon, no longer feeling divinity emanate from you. Solar systems are not meant to die; suns shall not explode into supernovas with bloody wounds and grazed hearts. My love is inscribed on your cellulite arteries but why did death tear you apart from me? O, I call you, Eurydice to hear your melody unearthed from your throat once more! O, how I lust for your light and how my music shrivels my heart into tinier pieces. I’ll go through the Underworld to get you again and again, and break you free from purgatory —
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the gods watch seasons morph from one to another, and the Fates drag us with rusty asphyxiating chains. the heavens swallow us whole, but you remain dead and i remain deathless.
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They said the stars were named for us: glittering constellations suspended in the sky, celestial bodies touching our memories. Stars are eclipsed by moons and so inks the genesis of new monsters and new gods that will challenge those atop Olympus, resting on their golden thrones, limbs rejuvenated with an ethereal energy. And we’re in the skies, orbiting one another and scorching; our hearts sing into the darkness that binds us together; our atoms colliding with one another. You told me that you love girl planets when I cried Tartarus inflamed tears. And who said gender holds us together - the glue that defines us, when we are fluid like water and flow in all directions. We were star-crossed girls in the universe, breaking apart like the remnants of stars. Immortal longings. Infinite varieties. But then someone stole your light and you vanished when night’s glow intervened and I searched so hard for you, no longer in your warm cocoon, no longer feeling divinity emanate from you. Solar systems are not meant to die; suns shall not explode into supernovas with bloody wounds and grazed hearts. My love is inscribed on your cellulite arteries but why did death tear you apart from me? O, I call you, Eurydice to hear your melody unearthed from your throat once more! O, how I lust for your light and how my music shrivels my heart into tinier pieces. I’ll go through the Underworld to get you again and again, and break you free from purgatory —
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the gods watch seasons morph from one to another, and the Fates drag us with rusty asphyxiating chains. the heavens swallow us whole, but you remain dead and i remain deathless.
Ivy Darcy (they/them) is a queer dark academia enthusiast, writer, and studio ghibli connoisseur particularly interested in diaspora and culture. Their works attempt to find truth in the world. Well, most of the time. Find them in Typeslash Review and Fifth World Press (forthcoming), and on Twitter & Instagram @briseiswrites.
