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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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trans pain but make it chronic. collage inspired by @sweatermuppet [x]
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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ANGEL AT THE ALTAR OF EARLY-ONSET SINUS TACHYCHARDIA for @tornadocountrymp3 inspired by this post by @silvercodedgf
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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QUICK ASK PROMETHEUS IF HE WEEPS IT’S FOR MY STATISTICS PROJECT, July 2022
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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CIVIL WAR SUMMER
inspired by “Colosseum,” by Jericho Brown
of course cas would say this. what the fuck. anyway day 2 of my poetry event, #bluepansypoetry!!! see pinned post for details <3 it’s been fun to write more cas pov, i feel like i don’t do that enough<3 transcript under the cut!
You save the world in June and he
asks you, Did it look cool, you know, like in the movies?
and for a moment, language fails you. How to tell a soldier
about the war he died in? How to explain the violence? How his body
fought to cede his soul from their red-blooded union and how
it took you no time at all to plumb the depths of Hell
but months to convince his body to know itself?
From one soldier to
another, you say, it was just
beautiful.
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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september 18th, 2023, 10:48:23 A.M.
day one of my september poetry event, #bluepansypoetry! day 1 (cas day!!!!!!) inspired by "french novel," by ritchie hoffman.
transcription under the cut <3
We pile into the car, hands knit cable-stitch over the gearshift, 
well fed on blueberry-honey pancakes and tiny, breathless grins.
This is how real Westerners ride, sweetheart.
He coaxes us into town, only speeds a little 
around the corner at Hayes, the one where
the spraypaint on the trashcans say Fucking Sunshine. He cracks a Yeah, how's it feel, jealous?  and now He can't stop smiling. 
I can see it in His eyes, how
Sunday's heaven now.
Life is bright on him.
He drives me to the little Armenian church next to the hardware store and when we pull around to the tiny lot out back
where the priest parks her 2007 Toyota Corolla (the Godliest of cars), He whispers in my ear
that He loves me! (Hallelujah!) and for once
I don't ask my father for forgiveness
when I put my hand on his thigh and kiss his warm red mouth. My father is bones, and He's all sweetness, an utter gentleman, big calloused hands soft on my jaw, 
Cowboy boots and all, He says, in my ear again, wet and close. 
I thought I might make pilaf tonight. You comin'?
I kiss Him, and He laughs. God,
you hear me?
He laughs.
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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Letter to a young hero, from Sappho, circa. 610 B.C.E.
day 3 of my poetry celebration! (see pinned post for info!!) a day late but u know what. that’s ok <3 inspired by Sappho, fragment 147 :D transcript under the cut!!
TELL IT TO ME ONCE MORE SO I MAY
SING IT HOW YOUR MOTHER DIED
AND YOUR FATHER CRIED
HOW YOUR BROTHER GOT LOST IN THE BIG US OF A
TELL ME HOW YOU DOUBLE CROSSED THE COUNTRY LOOKING
UNDER GRAVESTONES AND
TELL ME HOW THOSE OLD CASSETTE TAPES WON’T STOP
DANCING IN THE DARK
YOUNG HERO
DO NOT FEAR
THE EPIC IS ALWAYS A GOOD STORY
IF NOTHING ELSE.
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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COOL GIRL
day 4 of my poetry celebration, inspired by Cagnes Sur Mer 1950, by Jorie Graham! thanks for coming along for the ride<3 transcript below the cut!
COOL GIRL
Keep calling me and I’ll stop picking up!
Yeah, yeah, my mother. 
Yeah, yeah—
I died. Let’s talk about something else 
for a while! How about
how in Classical Latin—they didn’t use spaces, right? How about that? No punctuation, they didn’t even have to order their words. Sure,
the verbs are always at the end. Sure, there’s a million
ways to end that sentence but they ended it like a
lover killed. Sure, man,
my mother raised a daughter. Yeah, and 
she raised a damn good one, too. Lose my number, pal.
What good is it all if Springsteen doesn't kiss Clemons? Yeah,
I'm the last man alive. Yeah, I’m a good 
fucking daughter.  Get over
your kindness,
kick it to the curb. Stop asking me
questions, man! I told you—
I'm everything. And
best of all I’m a good fucking dyke.
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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5 july 2022
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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ANGEL IN THE DETAILS: (it's like being married to a comet)
this little poem is for @crabs-but-better for the @dcanniversaryexchange! really hope you enjoy, jade!! i make so much sad poetry all the time that this was really a joy to write for a change wahh. (also i saw this piece by @skepticalfrog on thursday and went omg that's just like my poem...so if you enjoyed this piece you'll probably enjoy his too!!!)
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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IT'S THE HEAT OF THE THING, February 2022
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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went looking for a creation myth, ended up with a pair of cracked lips. (1 A.D.)
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alecscudder1987 · 3 years
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JUNE 1991
for @tootiredmotel.
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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TESSELLATION for @jimmygirl
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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epilogue, for elliot @justcastiel.
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alecscudder1987 · 3 years
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blue pansies // october 2021
[for @emeraldcas day 2: there's something i need to say. congrats on 1k bestie <33 you're the sweetest 💌💌]
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alecscudder1987 · 2 years
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lazarus rising, for @deancoder and @macbethapologist!!!!
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