#[poet]

[bebx]

[swans-and-liliess]

"Hell is other people." -Jean-Paul Sartre.

the way i have tried so hard to be "sociable" but still end up drained and empty, or just disappointed.

...yet i could write for hours.

i could build a whole world in my head and bask in it, but speaking? i could dream my whole life away in peaceful solitude, but speaking? i could spend eternity in the company of free roaming creatures and critters, in the company of the silent symphony of nature, in the presence of my oh-so-comforting delusions, but people? i could tell tall tales of the said world, that exists only in my mind, but the pain, the heartbreak of speaking, and not being heard? i could not bear it.

i could not bear it, anymore.

speaking? especially to people i just don't align with? people that think i'm too quiet, too loud, too mean, too kind, too smiley, too bitchy, too simple, too complicated -which is basically everyone i've met- but somehow never ever enough? no.

never again will i be so naive to entrust my words, my thoughts, my very being, to a human and expect the very best from nature's worst.

i will speak. not be heard by others. but to find myself, in the sound of my own voice.

-kiki

PS: donating will really help me pay for my university tuition🤍🤍

Gwendolyn Brooks

[cudles]

[floralpoeticss]

December. This heart full of tears and of night.

- Albert Camus, from Carnets 1942-1951 (Н. Hamilton, 1966)

[yllopyllor]

That growth felt crooked

And as the years past, I’ve felt the creaks

They break and bend my spirit from time to time

Wishing things were different

Wishing things had ended differently

But I did learn

I learned to choose and love and be myself

Because without those, how will they know

Who I really am?

“They may not have loved you, but they did change you. They taught you. They grew you.”

— Bianca Sparacino

[yourdailyqueer]

Edward Field

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay

DOB: 7 June 1924

Ethnicity: Ashkenazi Jewish

Nationality: American

Occupation: Poet, writer, veteran

[horriblewithwords]

I want to be by your side.

[thepretzelmemos]

[dreamer-but-realist]

[strokeofserenity]

[yun-yunera]

When I saw the world long ago,

All I could feel was fiery rage.

Then now, as I look around me,

I find myself anger's vessel,

And human disciple of hate.

[floralpoeticss]

It is December, and nobody asked if I was ready.

- Sarah Kay, from "Winter Without You", No Matter the Wreckage

[jb-cohen]

[zelphafrost]

The Kintsugi Amaterasu

It was a deep wound But no one could see It should have been a fatal wound But no one knew it was there (but me) The wound dug down It opened Older deep ones Wounds that had festered For too long Old wounds, full of poison They has spread their Invisible fingers to all wounds Infected every part of me I couldn’t see any of it This deep wound (the recent) Hit the festering one Reverberating to all the old wounds Even the tiny ones (by the thousands)

The shockwaves shattered me A million million broken pieces Yet the exterior presented as whole Numb blankness staring at All of these gorgeous shards For me to place the pieces Back together as I see fit Years and years of internal Reshaping, gold gluing, molding, epoxy And fissures still reared their heads Gears tightened, light fusing Everything finally feels Locked in place.

~Zelpha Frost, December Eve 2024

[hicapacity]

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