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destinedtobeloved · 8 months
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Kept together
I’m held together by strings of anger
And hot tears of frustration
Sitting on my bedroom floor
Next to a broken box fan
My head in my hands
I am tethered together by sadness
And hopelessness
That animates
into violent words of rage that ring through the walls
My face twisted in a scowl
My eyes permanently rolled to the back of my head
I’m held together by a simple piece of confusion
Of unsure emotions
That manifest strangely
I’m held together by everything mean and unkind
Not meant
But always said anyways
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metamorphesque · 4 months
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Brief Poems, Vera Pavlova
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ivynightshade · 1 month
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.
[text id: i am too little, and too much, and never enough.]
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flowerytale · 2 months
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Safia Elhillo, from Girls That Never Die: Poems
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myfakeplasticlove13 · 5 months
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This is about my best friend, who I love more than anything in the world, who I would look for first in a room full of people I love. My most loyal companion, my other half, my love for you is true-blue
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lovely-abeille · 1 year
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on being the daughter of the family
if my body could speak, blythe baird // i put the coffin out to sea, lisa marie basile // @/belovedbi // ? // been a son, nirvana // elektra, sophokles; translated by anne carson // ? // churching, kristin chang
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ell-hs · 2 years
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tendermimi · 9 months
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Ada Limón, Banished Wonders
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solarrbbyy · 2 months
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ljsarts · 1 year
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"If I was so dead, where was my funeral?! Where’s my headstone?"
I'm haunted by both these quotes and the idea of what would have happened had Timothy Goose found Ylfa after she'd well ...
Quote is by Kristin Chang
now available as a print
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lanalove2012 · 7 months
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metamorphesque · 9 months
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I need you to love me more, love enough to drown it out (mitski)
― Stevie Smith, Richard Siken, Ana Lucía Ceballos Cáceres, Emily Palermo, Katrien de Blauwer, Natalie Diaz, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Natalie Wee, Jenny Slate
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ivynightshade · 8 months
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fatima aamer bilal, from shame is a girl’s second skin.
[text id: my mother and i, we sit down at the dinner table and translate each other's hurts, but we do not speak. / because you don't address the hurt (it will hurt more)]
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cinnamoniniette · 10 months
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my phone, my cigarette, my keys, my old-soul coffee enwrapped in one palm. my denim pocket unhurt from the sharpness pivoting in my right arm. this is what i am accustomed to. this is what i was born for. balancing myself for the creation of men, for men, with men. babydoll, petal, flower girl? names embroidered not taloned in my porcelain skin. babybrown, ribbon beneath my knees, braided lashes.
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llovelymoonn · 5 months
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patrick white the vivisector \\ sharon olds one secret thing: poems: "something is happening" (via @flowerytale)
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angelinthesnow666 · 23 days
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