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azukilynn · 1 day
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azukilynn · 2 days
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naked widow
hand-washing clothes
in her kitchen sink
old but not old
the peeping tom thinks
imagine his surprise
when she turns his way
and winks
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azuki lynn
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azukilynn · 2 days
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Heard this on NPR radio today and it spoke to me. In the hearing, all of my feelings, trials, and tribulations combined into a deep longing, a keen reminder of my missing soulmate and an inkling of my own strength–my ability to persevere despite it all.
As the song says, I always felt that she (my sweet Rose) was the only motherfucker in the city who could handle me…stand me…forgive me.
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I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
But for you, darling, I'd do it all again
I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
But for you, darling, I'd do it all again
St. Vincent, "New York"
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New York isn't New York without you, love
So far in a few blocks, to be so low
And if I call you from First Avenue
Well, you're the only motherfucker in the city who can handle me
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New love wasn't true love, back to you, love
So much for a home run with some blue bloods
If I last-strawed you on 8th Avenue
Where you're the only motherfucker in the city who can stand me
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I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
But for you, darling, I'd do it all again
I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
But for you, darling, I'd do it all again
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New York isn't New York without you, love
Too few of our old crew left on Astor
So if I trade our 'hood for some Hollywood
Where you're the only motherfucker in the city who would-
Only motherfucker in the city who would-
Only motherfucker in the city who'd forgive me
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I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
But for you, darling, I'd do it all again
I have lost a hero, I have lost a friend
But for you, darling, I'd do it all again
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Jack Antonoff / Annie Clark
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azukilynn · 13 days
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no need
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the church of long shadows
of trees upon trees
no need to fall to one's knees
here, no need
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the muse is a crow
perched near me, in the pines
not a warning at all
but a blessing
all mine
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no god but my own breath
as wide as the sky
my footfalls
my heartbeat
the light in my eyes
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azuki lynn
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azukilynn · 16 days
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azukilynn · 17 days
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My blog turned eleven today. It's hard to believe. Even though I'm not as active here as I once was, this place (because it really is a place) is very important to me. You folks have been there for me like nobody else has been, that's the honest truth. In times when I felt utterly bereft, someone here would invariably help me want to keep going. Since Rose died, I'm still struggling with that, with even wanting to exist, wanting to keep going, but I haven't given up, and you guys are part of the reason why. I just wanted you all to know it. I love you.
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Azuki Lynn
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azukilynn · 1 month
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azukilynn · 2 months
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on valentine's day
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i walked at a brisk pace
through the breezy blueness
around the rippling lake
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from the asphalt path
i strayed, a time
or two
or three
into swards of fresh-cut grass
between gnarly roots
on top of crunchy leaves
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i kept company
with purple flowers
and spindly cypress trees
i saw an empty park bench
but did not linger there
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i thought of you and smiled
remembering how we sat
side by side
on that old bench
watching the bright water
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blackbirds singing at sunset
amidst the dancing reeds
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azuki lynn
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azukilynn · 3 months
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A lesbian couple in their seventies came in for lumber today. All cargo pants and flannel shirts, they were cheerful and gruff and spry. Couldn’t help but think that should have been us, baby. We should have grown old together. We wanted to. We tried.
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azukilynn · 4 months
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azukilynn · 4 months
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azukilynn · 4 months
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green tea and madness
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i have heard these words before
inside every moonlit howl
every silent weeping
every hopeless thought—
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you need to get moving
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perform the ritual
summon your demons
sing to your familiars
feather, twig, and leaf
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the pot needs filling
the fire needs kindling
begin by moving your hands
grind leaves to powder—
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sprinkle into water
inhale the rising steam
close your eyes to madness
steep yourself in green
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azuki lynn
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azukilynn · 4 months
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Note to self: Your reason for living doesn't have to be based on some profound or philosophical premise. It's enough to just be. Appreciate the now. Remain curious in the face of life's challenges—
Marvel at its tenacity.
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azukilynn · 5 months
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azukilynn · 5 months
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azukilynn · 5 months
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chaotic moon
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i told her my life story
with letters
with poems
with every, wanton breath
with the cadence of my voice
whispered darkly
lightly
fiercely
brightly
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it never was enough
my words ran dry
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how could i have known?
she would leave
and leave
and leave
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yet never say goodbye
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azuki lynn
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