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Fleur Du Mal

from Sparkwood by Fleur Du Louve

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Sparkwood and 21
In the black lodge of my living room, red tick of alarm clock pulsing, Laura Palmer strikes like a match, setting fire to everything. Beneath a netting of medication. A sort of healing. It begins on the sofa. That’s how I know she’s here to show me something about myself. Out in those woods she’s been waiting. Beneath branches. Standing below the amber glow of owl eyes, breaking pitch with embers slow ignition. This is where I get to know her. A spark in the rain swept city. She curls her finger in my hair to make sure I’m listening. Now comes her breath on kindling. A whispered story fire walk with me my body, a curled leaf alone on the pull-out. Pill-spelled in the witching hour. In the dark between worlds. It is not a coincidence the two of us met here, where a girl’s story can fall across an entire town, like pine needles.

Root deep in the dark of me
thorns prick, blood blooming
nectar sweet and the sting of bees
this euphoric painful poisoning
bound to you through the rose moon
the first frost and a pale blue

carve me into something else
I’m only wilting
insects crawl on my sex
you left me shivering
cover me in moss and green and all your promising
by the next hunter’s moon that you’d be back for me

leave me in the dirt
watering down all of my hurt
one by one I’ll swallow pink petals
until you follow

carve me into something else
I’m only wilting
insects crawl on my sex
you left me shivering
cover me in moss and green and all your promising
by the next hunter’s moon that you’d be back for me

leave me in the dirt
watering down all of my hurt
one by one I’ll swallow pink petals
until you follow

root deep in the dark of me
thorns prick, blood blooming
nectar sweet and the sting of bees
this euphoric painful poisoning
bound to you through the rose moon
the first frost and a pale blue


The White Lodge
I dug a moonstone from the wet earth and swallowed it, tired of my convalescence. I drank it down with the mud and insects, small pebbles, debris against my teeth. I climbed the tallest tree. Edged out across its limbs. Removed my dress. Cut my hair. Watched it float down. Raven black like falling feathers weightless I watched it go. And I didn’t jump. I didn’t need to. Nor did I wait to be rescued. For there beside me a great horned owl, snow white, perched next to me saying nothing.

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from Sparkwood, released January 9, 2021

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Fleur Du Louve Tacoma, Washington

Fleur Du Louve is:
Sasha - Vocals
Kari - Electronic drums, bass, guitar, keys, backup vocals

Recorded and mixed by Kari Killjoy

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