#body poem

[rileyandrogyne]

too big

too much curve

not enough skin and bone

i’d cut myself open

to get rid of it all.

i am a creep

i wish i was small

small enough to walk

through the light of day

and be completely invisible.

i can list all the flaws

my body possesses

there are too many

i can’t keep count

no one can see it

or they just won’t tell me

i know what i see

when i look in the mirror

a monster i created.

- monster

[dishigoyal]

Your eyes.... they were so brown and so deep against the colourful background of the feast. I was blinded by them, it was comfortable. It was the feeling of being engulfed into calm, warm nothingness. I should have looked away, I know, but it was physically impossible for me to come out of that elusively hypnotic scene. In that moment, it was the feeling of being at peace under the blankets. Exactly like the very thought of leaving the bed is strangely repulsive.

(मिठाई for y'all)

My Instagram - @dishigoyal_

[soracities]

Hồ Xuân Hương, "Jackfruit" (tr. Natalie Linh Bolderston), pub. Modern Poetry Review [iD'd]

[deadpoets]

DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989) dir. Peter Weir

[oxytocxins]

I thought the earth remembered me, 

she took me back so tenderly. 

[ivynightshade]

my body is a slaughterhouse for all the people who have tried to love me. / including myself.

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘my body is a slaughterhouse’.

[looserslore]

Sometimes I look at my own photos and feel like a stranger.

[sjonni33]

dental care should be free(click for quality)

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[rileyandrogyne]

Beauty - A Death

At this point I would do anything to destroy myself so much I’m nothing but a burnt corpse in the mud.

There is nothing in me I care about enough to save.

I know, I know how ugly I am.

I can remember being told it to my face, by family.

Yet I’ll want to be reminded constantly, hoping I can get over it.

I can’t. I can’t. I can’t.

Beauty is a poison, that I know too well.

Overshadowed by others. Is it vanity or is it disorder?

What I want so much, is it worth it?

To my mind, yes, worth everything, including death.

I’d die if it meant my body would decompose to thinness.

Skeletal thinness.

Beauty encapsulates me, but I’ll never be beauty.

[katy71561]

[bixels]

The idea that uni protesters are "elitist ivy-league rich kids larping as revolutionaries" on Twitter and Reddit and even here is so fucking funny to me if you actually know anything about the student bodies at these unis. Take it from someone who's going to one of the biggest private unis in the US, 80% of the peers I know are either from the suburbs or an apartment somewhere in America, children of immigrants, or here on a student visa. I've heard about one-percenter students, but I've never met one in person. Like, don't get me wrong, the institution as a whole is still very privileged and white. I've talked with friends and classmates about feeling weird or dissonant being here and coming from such a different background. But in my art program, I see BIPOC, disabled, queer, lower-income students and faculty trying to deconstruct and tear that down and make space every day. So to take a cursory glance at a crowd of student protesters in coalitions that are led by BIPOC & 1st/2nd-gen immigrant students and HQ'd in ethnic housings and student organizations and say, "ah. children of the elite." Get real.

[guinevereslancelot]

i always wanted someone to make blackout poetry of one of my posts but so far i have only had one blacked out to say egg. i guess you if you can't write the poem yourself you can't choose the poem

[soracities]

Marina Tsvetaeva, excerpt from Poem of the End, Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Angela Livingstone)

[llovelymoonn]

leslie contreras schwartz pleiades: literature in context: “a body’s universe of big bangs”

kofi

[sajanrai]

raised from veiled layers / eggs etchable with bytes from / the swan delegate

[pure-light-and-love]

find someone who will go stargazing with you and then make love with you right under the stars.