A review by terhangus
Fake Knife by Dalton Day

5.0

w h a t. "what the dark gives back / isn’t light / whoever told you otherwise / must be a handless sword" the imagery??? "I cannot explain / what the pattern is anymore / this world has more data / to take / and drop / it becomes so heavy sometimes" MY HEART???? "inside my blood / there are one thousand knives / none dangerous / none rusted either / like a zephyr moving / across a field / brutal with growth" who gave the authority to play with my heart like that?

i'm a mess of sobbing good emotions and it's because of words. i'd like to send thanks to st. vincent for being a saint and dalton day for being the hymn. everything in this tells me that everything is dark, but light exists, anyway, so don't worry. carry on.