Bella Lunacy
@bellalunacy.bsky.social
Writer, model, performer, swamp witch. Tips and donations always welcome and can be sent through venmo @Bella-Lunacy
Filling my world with love and creation
And a challenge to “divine” sublimation
For in here, I too am God
And a challenge to “divine” sublimation
For in here, I too am God
October 16, 2025 at 3:21 PM
Filling my world with love and creation
And a challenge to “divine” sublimation
For in here, I too am God
And a challenge to “divine” sublimation
For in here, I too am God
It’s always “that time of year” but once that chill in the wind blows and the sun sets earlier and earlier…something just comes over you. You’re ready for some more magic. Thanks Greg Chase Photog as always and for letting me bring a ridiculous amount of props and getting wax all over the floor
October 4, 2025 at 2:39 PM
It’s always “that time of year” but once that chill in the wind blows and the sun sets earlier and earlier…something just comes over you. You’re ready for some more magic. Thanks Greg Chase Photog as always and for letting me bring a ridiculous amount of props and getting wax all over the floor
Your voice like a favorite song
Like the sun in June.
And I, tangled in silk,
Woke up reaching for you
Like the sun in June.
And I, tangled in silk,
Woke up reaching for you
September 24, 2025 at 1:48 PM
Your voice like a favorite song
Like the sun in June.
And I, tangled in silk,
Woke up reaching for you
Like the sun in June.
And I, tangled in silk,
Woke up reaching for you
And just like that it was summer, and I was in love again
September 9, 2025 at 3:31 PM
And just like that it was summer, and I was in love again
I must be dreaming
Because the fantasies
Are running away from me
Flashes of you and I
Of your warm eyes
A tender half smile
Between my thighs
Kiss me three more times
Before sunrise
I can’t bear to part
Because the fantasies
Are running away from me
Flashes of you and I
Of your warm eyes
A tender half smile
Between my thighs
Kiss me three more times
Before sunrise
I can’t bear to part
August 12, 2025 at 1:07 PM
I must be dreaming
Because the fantasies
Are running away from me
Flashes of you and I
Of your warm eyes
A tender half smile
Between my thighs
Kiss me three more times
Before sunrise
I can’t bear to part
Because the fantasies
Are running away from me
Flashes of you and I
Of your warm eyes
A tender half smile
Between my thighs
Kiss me three more times
Before sunrise
I can’t bear to part
Daydreaming. I’m always daydreaming. Perhaps that’s why I dream at night less. Or why I don’t remember them as often. Because I’m still slipping from one dream into another.
August 4, 2025 at 3:06 PM
Daydreaming. I’m always daydreaming. Perhaps that’s why I dream at night less. Or why I don’t remember them as often. Because I’m still slipping from one dream into another.
It’s very hot in New Orleans this time of year
July 23, 2025 at 6:27 PM
It’s very hot in New Orleans this time of year
I’m falling harder
Than the torrential rain
We got caught in
I swear I’m sane
In this curious craze
But I can’t keep my cool
I’m burning up
Happy and halfway in love.
Than the torrential rain
We got caught in
I swear I’m sane
In this curious craze
But I can’t keep my cool
I’m burning up
Happy and halfway in love.
July 15, 2025 at 4:17 PM
I’m falling harder
Than the torrential rain
We got caught in
I swear I’m sane
In this curious craze
But I can’t keep my cool
I’m burning up
Happy and halfway in love.
Than the torrential rain
We got caught in
I swear I’m sane
In this curious craze
But I can’t keep my cool
I’m burning up
Happy and halfway in love.
Long time no see 💋
July 15, 2025 at 3:31 AM
Long time no see 💋
There’s no grand reward
Nor promise of heaven
But there’s still magic
In every universe in every iris
Theirs, yours, and mine
Should we be brave enough
To look into those eyes.
Nor promise of heaven
But there’s still magic
In every universe in every iris
Theirs, yours, and mine
Should we be brave enough
To look into those eyes.
May 12, 2025 at 2:43 PM
There’s no grand reward
Nor promise of heaven
But there’s still magic
In every universe in every iris
Theirs, yours, and mine
Should we be brave enough
To look into those eyes.
Nor promise of heaven
But there’s still magic
In every universe in every iris
Theirs, yours, and mine
Should we be brave enough
To look into those eyes.
Write me a letter
With pressed flowers
Between the words
You were too afraid to say.
I’d clutch it close,
Inhale every verse.
You should know that
The smell of jasmine sends me
With pressed flowers
Between the words
You were too afraid to say.
I’d clutch it close,
Inhale every verse.
You should know that
The smell of jasmine sends me
April 18, 2025 at 4:29 PM
Write me a letter
With pressed flowers
Between the words
You were too afraid to say.
I’d clutch it close,
Inhale every verse.
You should know that
The smell of jasmine sends me
With pressed flowers
Between the words
You were too afraid to say.
I’d clutch it close,
Inhale every verse.
You should know that
The smell of jasmine sends me
I wrote myself a love letter today
March 28, 2025 at 4:50 PM
I wrote myself a love letter today
I am infinite
I am finite
I am finally
Ready
To let it all go
To let it all flow
To sleep
To wake up
To lucid dream
I am finite
I am finally
Ready
To let it all go
To let it all flow
To sleep
To wake up
To lucid dream
March 21, 2025 at 3:49 PM
I am infinite
I am finite
I am finally
Ready
To let it all go
To let it all flow
To sleep
To wake up
To lucid dream
I am finite
I am finally
Ready
To let it all go
To let it all flow
To sleep
To wake up
To lucid dream
More Mardi Gras love from New Orleans ⚜️💜💚💛⚜️
March 2, 2025 at 6:56 PM
More Mardi Gras love from New Orleans ⚜️💜💚💛⚜️
Some carnival fun! Happy Mardi Gras!
February 20, 2025 at 12:45 AM
Some carnival fun! Happy Mardi Gras!
In here, she was a portal to divinity. In here, she too was god.
February 19, 2025 at 5:58 PM
In here, she was a portal to divinity. In here, she too was god.
My heart beats
And opens all the windows and doors
Sweat beads
Across the valleys of my sensitive skin
And on summer nights
I dream
And opens all the windows and doors
Sweat beads
Across the valleys of my sensitive skin
And on summer nights
I dream
February 11, 2025 at 9:34 PM
My heart beats
And opens all the windows and doors
Sweat beads
Across the valleys of my sensitive skin
And on summer nights
I dream
And opens all the windows and doors
Sweat beads
Across the valleys of my sensitive skin
And on summer nights
I dream
Truly I’m a wretched thing
Holding a cup of
Abominations and impurity
I’m speeding into Babylon
Escaping soulless punity.
Drinking the blood
Of prophets and saints
And
I can’t seem to remember
Any halcyon days.
I’ve got my eyes open
Ears to roads unpaved
Braced for impact
And giving head like Salome
Holding a cup of
Abominations and impurity
I’m speeding into Babylon
Escaping soulless punity.
Drinking the blood
Of prophets and saints
And
I can’t seem to remember
Any halcyon days.
I’ve got my eyes open
Ears to roads unpaved
Braced for impact
And giving head like Salome
February 7, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Truly I’m a wretched thing
Holding a cup of
Abominations and impurity
I’m speeding into Babylon
Escaping soulless punity.
Drinking the blood
Of prophets and saints
And
I can’t seem to remember
Any halcyon days.
I’ve got my eyes open
Ears to roads unpaved
Braced for impact
And giving head like Salome
Holding a cup of
Abominations and impurity
I’m speeding into Babylon
Escaping soulless punity.
Drinking the blood
Of prophets and saints
And
I can’t seem to remember
Any halcyon days.
I’ve got my eyes open
Ears to roads unpaved
Braced for impact
And giving head like Salome
Weren’t you just
The prettiest waste of time.
You’re so far gone
You can’t see what’s here.
Look at what you’ve built
A cage and a refuge
Because you still refuse
To open the door.
But this it
Simple staircase wit
As I ascend
Bags in hand
To a curious tomorrow
In an almost Pyrrhic victory
The prettiest waste of time.
You’re so far gone
You can’t see what’s here.
Look at what you’ve built
A cage and a refuge
Because you still refuse
To open the door.
But this it
Simple staircase wit
As I ascend
Bags in hand
To a curious tomorrow
In an almost Pyrrhic victory
February 4, 2025 at 7:30 PM
Weren’t you just
The prettiest waste of time.
You’re so far gone
You can’t see what’s here.
Look at what you’ve built
A cage and a refuge
Because you still refuse
To open the door.
But this it
Simple staircase wit
As I ascend
Bags in hand
To a curious tomorrow
In an almost Pyrrhic victory
The prettiest waste of time.
You’re so far gone
You can’t see what’s here.
Look at what you’ve built
A cage and a refuge
Because you still refuse
To open the door.
But this it
Simple staircase wit
As I ascend
Bags in hand
To a curious tomorrow
In an almost Pyrrhic victory
I can be happy alone
I can be happy with you
I can be happy alone
I can be happy with you
I can be happy alone
I can be happy
I can be happy with you
I can be happy alone
I can be happy with you
I can be happy alone
I can be happy
February 1, 2025 at 7:40 PM
I can be happy alone
I can be happy with you
I can be happy alone
I can be happy with you
I can be happy alone
I can be happy
I can be happy with you
I can be happy alone
I can be happy with you
I can be happy alone
I can be happy
A tousle haired morning
You tasted like butter and coffee
And I think
I fell a little in love with you then.
I had dreamt
You lingered in my doorway
Just a little longer
You tasted like butter and coffee
And I think
I fell a little in love with you then.
I had dreamt
You lingered in my doorway
Just a little longer
January 31, 2025 at 2:47 PM
A tousle haired morning
You tasted like butter and coffee
And I think
I fell a little in love with you then.
I had dreamt
You lingered in my doorway
Just a little longer
You tasted like butter and coffee
And I think
I fell a little in love with you then.
I had dreamt
You lingered in my doorway
Just a little longer