#cameron awkward-rich

[poetrysmackdown]

#semifinals #andrew kane #cameron awkward-rich #poetry smackdown #poetry #poll

[orpheuslament]

on loneliness, After Cameron Awkward-Rich, Dante Émile

#words #dante émile #poetry #poets on tumblr #trans poets on tumblr #substack #cameron awkward-rich

[havingapoemwithyou]

meditations in an emergency by Cameron Awkward-Rich

#Cameron Awkward-Rich #poetry #poem #i wake up & it breaks my heart #hand on my heart #hand on my stupid heart

[pityroad]

— from The Unabridged Journals, Sylvia Plath (via)

— Dogfish, Mary Oliver, from 'Dream Work' (via)

— This is Home, Cavetown

— Little Weirds, Jenny Slate

“I’d given up, you know, resigned myself to the idea of the idea of desire, the body—my body— a locked door.”

— Long Distance, Cameron Awkward-Rich, in Dispatch (via)

— Me and Stephen Hawking, Manic Street Preachers

#I wanted to be able to love #compilations #comparatives #web weaving #sylvia plath #Mary Oliver #cavetown #jenny slate #cameron awkward rich #cameron Awkward-Rich #manic street preachers #I've been compiling this one for a while and I think of it often #mine

[riverwindphotography]

Meditations in an Emergency I wake up & it breaks my heart. I draw the blinds & the thrill of rain breaks my heart. I go outside. I ride the train, walk among the buildings, men in Monday suits. The flight of doves, the city of tents beneath the underpass, the huddled mass, old women hawking roses, & children all of them, break my heart. There's a dream I have in which I love the world. I run from end to end like fingers through her hair. There are no borders, only wind. Like you, I was born. Like you, I was raised in the institution of dreaming. Hand on my heart. Hand on my stupid heart. - Cameron Awkward-Rich

#poetry #cameron awkward-rich

[wedarkacademia]

I wake up and it breaks my heart. I draw the blinds and the thrill of rain breaks my heart. I go outside. I ride the train, walk among the buildings, men in Monday suits. the flight of doves, the city of tents beneath the underpass, the huddled mass, old women hawking roses, & children all of them, break my heart. there’s a dream I have in which I love the world. I run from end to end like fingers through her hair. there are no borders, only wind. like you, I was born. like you, I was raised in the institution of dreaming. hand on my heart. hand on my stupid heart.

Meditations in an Emergency By Cameron Awkward-Rich

#Cameron Awkward-Rich #Meditations in an Emergency #dark academia #dark academia aesthetic #light academia #light acadamia aesthetic #chaotic academia #chaotic academia aesthetic #classic academia #classic literature #poetry #art academia #art #books #libraries #book quotes #literature quotes #deep quotes #life quotes #relatable quotes #bookblr #poetry quotes

[ordinaryfailure]

And although desire always exceeds the object, although the wound remains open, we remain attached both because the promise of closure is not broken, merely and perpetually deferred, but also and most importantly because something usable is produced by the attachment.

—Cameron Awkward-Rich, The Terrible We: Thinking with Trans Maladjustment (2022)

#critical theory #trans studies #maladjustment #Cameron Awkward-Rich #attachment #2022 #wound #The Terrible We

[spiderversegf]

THE CHILD FORMERLY KNOWN AS _____ by cameron awkward-rich

#poetry #the child formerly known as _____ #cameron awkward-rich #gender #papa #black poetry #yup this one almost made me throw up #sliced me clean in half!

[kitchen-light]

It’s hard enough to move around in the world as a body that invites scrutiny, the presumption of intimacy, and motivated ‘interest,’ you know? So I do think there is something about the gap in the lyric as enabling, also, the impossibility of closeness between writer and reader that I appreciate, that allows me to write poems at all.

Cameron Awkward-Rich, from “Cameron Awkward-Rich | Interview by Mag Gabbert”, Underblong, Issue 4 

#cameron awkward-rich #cameron awkward rich #quotes #interviews #words #found* #on poetry #on the body

[dk-thrive]

In the end, isn’t that what we all want?

“& in the end, isn’t that what we all want?                        To not feel so split?                      To carry an image of ourselves                           inside ourselves & know exactly what we mean        when we say I—                                                         I—” —  Cameron Awkward-Rich, from “The Child Formerly Known As—” (Split this Rock, 2013)

#Cameron Awkward-Rich #I #ego #me

[poetrysmackdown]

#round1 #poll #poetry #cameron awkward-rich #franz wright

[orpheuslament]

Meditations in an Emergency, Cameron Awkward-Rich

#words #poetry #cameron awkward-rich #dante.jpg

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Sunlight, rain, and virga—key ingredients for a tasty New Mexico sky! Stormlight over the Jemez Mountains, New Mexico. Photo: In the Light of Nature (June 5, 2023) [Robert Scott Horton]

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Meditations in an Emergency

I wake up & it breaks my heart. I draw the blinds & the thrill of rain breaks my heart. I go outside. I ride the train, walk among the buildings, men in Monday suits. The flight of doves, the city of tents beneath the underpass, the huddled mass, old women hawking roses, & children all of them, break my heart. There's a dream I have in which I love the world. I run from end to end like fingers through her hair. There are no borders, only wind. Like you, I was born. Like you, I was raised in the institution of dreaming. Hand on my heart. Hand on my stupid heart.  

- Cameron Awkward-Rich

[whiskey river]

#New Mexico #New Mexico sky #In the Light of Nature #Robert Scott Horton #words and writing #my favorites #Cameron Awkward-Rich #poem #poetry #heart #whiskey river

[weirdzardry]

I wake up & it breaks my heart. I draw the blinds & the thrill of rain breaks my heart. I go outside. I ride the train, walk among the buildings, men in Monday suits. The flight of doves, the city of tents beneath the underpass, the huddled mass, old women hawking roses, & children all of them, break my heart. There’s a dream I have in which I love the world. I run from end to end like fingers through her hair. There are no borders, only wind. Like you, I was born. Like you, I was raised in the institution of dreaming. Hand on my heart. Hand on my stupid heart.

Meditations in an Emergency

By Cameron Awkward-Rich

#Meditations in an Emergency #Cameron Awkward-Rich

[romanroygirls]

hand on my heart!!!! hand on my STUPID HEART!!!!!

#happy meditations in an emergency monday for those who celebrate im feeling miserable!!!!! #meditations in an emergency #cameron awkward-rich #mari.txt

[harmlesscigarette]

in another life where he says 'girl' with a slightly different inflection & means he is the kind of man who wants a boy to ruin him.      To carve a hole and move inside.  But that isn't how it happened. You're the one with the hole

“The Child Formerly Known As _____,” Cameron Awkward-Rich

#the cig smokes #the child formerly known as #cameron awkward-rich #sympathetic little monster #poetry #dyke/fag politics #humanity is nakedness #be human with me #a baptism between my legs #lamb before the slaughter