Christina Marie Brown, Ghost I, from My Body is a Haunted House
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A spirit, bones, blood etc. Sounds pretty haunted to me 🫠 👻 plus mine is rickety and makes a lot of noise when moving so most definitely not a temple and more along the lines of a haunted house 😉
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I'm walking past boarded-up windows,
Looking for the places the furniture used to be
And watching shadows from chandeliers that once lit up the room
The floors that should creak as I glide down the hall
Have a silence so loud it drowns out the parties of the past.
It has good bones, they say.
It's a fixer-upper, but a little love and paint could do a wonder
The plans in my head come alive like dancers when they hear their favorite song
I'm eager to get to work, but
the things I need slip through my hands
like mist.
I rush to open the door
Hope doesn't open locks.
When all I have are old hallways
the memory of light keeps me warm.
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Having a body that releases histamine at the slightest provocation— and occasionally for no reason at all— is so wild. I get to play a fun game of “why do I have hives and uncooperative lungs today?” And the answer is vastly different each time.
Grass, tree pollen, and dust? Sure. Makes sense.
But the shampoo I’ve used for more than a year suddenly becoming a trigger? Um, I guess that’s fine?
Oh, and certain foods— except the list changes month by month?! That’s… odd
Also… hot weather? I’m allergic to weather… This feels like a trap
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little ghosts live inside my body, they are my family now!
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BETTER FIND ANOTHER SUPERSTITION!
playing around with some new designs!
i'm gonna be making stickers of this for june's ouija board mail on my patreon — patrons can vote here on which version is their favorite for the sticker! i'll also be making buttons of this design at some point.
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As a chronically ill person, my body is NOT a temple!
digital illustration of a large pink and green haunted house with ghosts and stars. text reads, 'my body is not a temple, it is a haunted house.'
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Something I pictured blossoming inside was actually trying to die.
Christina Marie Brown, Who am I Now? from My Body is a Haunted House
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house that waits, house that loves you, house that eats you whole. an ode to the home that waited for me.
collage from my art and photographs & found materials // ko-fi
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i dont think i ever posted these. enjoy
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