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improvapocalyps · 10 days
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You have 90 minutes to complete. (original poem: r.a.)
In participation of the MCYT Recursive Exchange 2024 hosted by @mcytrecursive!
Inspired by know that all my love will be your breath (i will save you when your lights go out)
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1. Have you ever been in love? (Please circle your answer.) a. It's me and him b. Our hearts beat in sync c. Our lives intertwined
2. Do you understand what you’ve done? (Please circle your answer.) a. I couldn't do anything b. I lost my balance c. I doomed us both
3. It's been god knows how long since you felt phantom hands on your neck and there is no one in sight. If you were soul-bound to him and both of you died at the same time then why are you still waiting in the void? Please answer clearly, in full sentences. (Not a correct answer:I just wanted to see him one more time).
4. Define two (2): Fate | The feeling of his forehead against yours Curse | The moment you realise he isn't linked to you anymore
5. True or False: i. It was your fault. ii. You wish you had met him under different circumstances. iii. You can’t regret a single moment that you had him. iv. You would do it all over again if you could. v. It ended long before either of you said anything.
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aru-art · 9 months
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two-headed calf by laura gilpin
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blaithnne · 4 months
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My daughter’s new pet is half deer, half fox. They tumble over each other, racing through the valley, their rhythm imperfect, she is human after all. Half human, half something I can’t quite recall,
I don’t know him      well, his fur is soft and smooth. Little antlers,  tiny twigs on his brow. Hoofs like       black pinpricks, needles     through fabric. At night he howls at nothing, he doesn’t quite know why.
His fur is soft and smooth     , morning snow, untrampled, unbothered. Black spots     speckled by the bane of his tail,     an old scar from something he can’t quite recall.
I don’t know him very well. He runs an endless trail past the river with my daughter, in two step tandem, they’ve learned to act as one. Half human, half deerfox, half nothing      at all.
He looks at me, sometimes, with ink black     misty eyes. He licks my hand, leans his head on my palm, as if the weight of the world is held by the little twigs on his brow.
I am so far away from home, he says. I will never see my mother again. She is so far away, I am here. I am all that there is,        , anywhere, of me.
You understand me, he says. We’re the same,     brothers. Half deer, half fox. Half human, half something you can’t quite recall.
We walk in two step tandem, Two parallel lines that touch without knowing. We have     never met. We have known each other our whole lives.
We’re the same, like brothers, he says. You understand    , he says, and I don’t know why but         I do.
I can’t                        recall. The ' something     I’m  missing. The bridge between me, and all that there is.
I am all I can’t recall. I am the tear      left unstitched. Half human, half nothing, nothing          at all.
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existingillusion · 21 days
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nanaba · 6 months
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We draw closer. In tears, in smiles, I don’t know. Just one step more and we’ll listen to your shell together, to the roar of a thousand orchestras, to the roar of our wedding march.
Dream by Wisława Szymborska, trans. Clare Cavanagh
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twinnedpeaks · 2 years
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death, despair, divinity - salem m. s.
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simmyfrobby · 1 year
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― ”A Standard Unit of Measurement”, Albert Goldbarth.
Hockey Poetry Post 26/?
(Photo credit: Jeffrey T. Barnes, Paul Rutherford, Alex Trautwig, Winslow Townson, Stuart Cahill, Alex Trautwig, Ben Jackson, Fred Kfoury III, link)
w a special thank u to @cinnamoncowboy for the assist 
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artie-mess · 1 month
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endorph1n · 1 month
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You showed me what Love is, and then You took away my hope for a Future.
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atticollateral · 2 months
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a life fast/tiny living through men yet it so elaborate/mad/sordid like a storm the sun & rain in the garden shines luscious/drunk/delirious/sweet/lovely like heaven together but they rip his/her/their light away a symphony bitter/frantic/raw/repulsive/urged shot you ache and cry
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gatzbright · 10 months
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“you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars” — e.e. cummings
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ullybug · 3 months
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AGAINST HELL by kaveh akbar
(x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x)
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darewolfcreates · 4 months
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More end poem mugs :]
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greyaugustuspoetry · 1 year
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Am I hard to love?
Recent events would say yes
And if that’s my reality
I don’t think life is worth it
-Grey Augustus
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were-all-pretty · 2 years
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sometimes the only thing you can do is sleep
and just hope that it goes away
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mixed episode
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