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Moving through.
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Figure Studies
Cute girls with short hair
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the woman entering an exciting world but she still feels displaced, disconnected, unsure
perhaps it鈥檚 because entry to this exciting world happens through a doorway that鈥檚 dimly lit and suffocating
perhaps someone might emerge from the deep dark
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joji- sanctuary
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I just want my family to be happy but we inherited a garland of death and grief and now we stare at our hands trying to unwrap something that is entangled around all of us tying us to each other, separating us from each other covering our ears, our sight. we try to love through snippets, through crevices our screams of rage and hurt are the loudest in the quiet, they are the quiet ominous, dominant, not allowing, not allowing
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Checkpost Architecture
If an empty street says power If high walls and coiling barbed wires say protection If safety means surveillance If surveillance means security and security means love Then why do I suffer? Why do I suffer? Inside my house do I suffer? Within the bathroom is the inner sanctum of my battered brain And devoid of heart is this whole city Placating paranoia Higher! Higher! When will I really be safe? How many gates? How many worlds tightly hidden? Checkpost architecture A city full of only them I鈥檇 pass by each And say hello to each man Thank them for still being here In this endless enclosed I was meant to inhabit
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reckless ornament
reckless brute
reckless minimalism
reckless mundanity
take me out unadorned, kind,
but not empty
but not dispersed into everywhere
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I would like to have some time
To sit in a park ungated
under trees someone did not
place in a master plan but just placed
on whims, with moments, not strategy
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It wreaks of coincidence, you wreak of familiarity. I just don鈥檛 know myself or the directness of asphalt as I try touching a silent railing... I don鈥檛 know the know-how of concrete... but I am surrounded... a city that spans out-I won鈥檛 even bother trying to describe you... I just sat in a park and now I sit at home. when summer is over i will go to school. and you? I don鈥檛 ever want to meet you.
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Can I not place myself because I can鈥檛 acknowledge my place
Can I not place myself because I can鈥檛 acknowledge my place
Can I not place myself because I can鈥檛 acknowledge my place
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a wound so terrible and deep, I can鈥檛 like or be content with a single person, the conflict is endless, this discord I feel with everyone is tiresome, how easily I get alienated makes me wary of not just others but myself, how easily I decide that I can鈥檛 sustain relationships, Why Can鈥檛 I Be Patient
When my parents say they鈥檙e tired, I marvel at how their rage never tires and I am the same, the same, the same,
my chasm will never become exhausted and decide it must rest one day and I鈥檓 so foolish I still keep trying
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one way to look at my face is to pretend, one way to finish a day, is to pretend, relax, dog-eared man, I take my time, yet I don鈥檛 know what took it, I鈥檓 spending my days through whims, the future is a languid and maniacal hyena well versed in theory, messing up praxis, filling her tooth gap, losing her tummy fat, but also toying with the day, conquering and invading it and smoking in the power, a hyena with the ability to laugh inside the belly of the elephant, learning to caress herself, herself, only herself,,,,
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J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers
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some are happy
some are destroyed
every drive from home to university
I sit and listen to the same song
I used to cry openly for the past 8 months
but I realized it made my face sticky the rest of the day
and that is such a terrible mundane feeling to experience
so I decided I will not cry for you the 5 minutes I first allotted for you everyday
it fucks up my skin and I look like shit the rest of the day
This might make it seem like I don鈥檛 really give a fuck or that I鈥檓 over it now.
but like Ray LaMontagne says in this stupid song,
he鈥檚 been to hell and back so many times, the pain bores him
I end up thinking about mundane things. I end up thinking about my hurt unrelated to you. Perhaps I focus on it more.
I had another dream and all I remember is that I was crying for you a lot. I don鈥檛 know how hafsa is doing. Even when we鈥檙e together I don鈥檛 know how she is doing.
Some are sad, others are destroyed
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I miss, I miss, I miss,
I see, I see, I see
I wish, I wish, I wish
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Let me witness your smile now
Your lilt, Your stopping and
Starting sentences
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My beautiful brother in arms
I miss so much and some of the misses
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Are the endless busy hours
Given to education,
We could鈥檝e wasted ourselves running
On rooftops, teach me again
I wish you would teach me again
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with fluorescent lights/anti-socialites/watching a wilted flower @alvvaysto
in reference to alvvays the band鈥檚 self titled album cover.
(6X6), acrylic on canvas.
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