Christ is the same each year; my icy star, my sham, my ash. His crime is charity, his mass is harm. I shame him; my tears a stream. A chasm stirs as my heart.
Arden Hunter is an aroace agender writer, artist and performer. With an eclectic range of interests from the horrific to the whimsical, the theme tying all of their work together is an inexplicable and unconditional love of the ridiculous beast that is called ‘human’. Arden has words and art hosted and upcoming with Thi Wurd, Acid Bath Publishing and Kissing Dynamite among other places. Find them on Twitter @hunterarden and at ardenhunter.com.