#i just really like poetry ok

[crossbackpoke-check]

Why I Am Not Coming In To Work Today [abridged], Jess Zimmerman

part one | part two

[stuckinapril]

i love anthologies. anthologies are so sexy

[popping-greenbean]

there are so many things that i could do so well,,, if only i could like.actually do them

[wodniars-void]

Do you guys wanna hear about my little au where Subject X (Skuld) and Bragi's ghost become friends?

They're the "what the heck happened to you kids" gang :3

[faaun]

oh my god u rly are everyone you've ever loved !! for better or worse !! a part of you becomes them!

[iiusia]

hm.

[notalostcausejustyet]

Heeeeeey. How about some suggestive poetry?

[inebubble]

yeah im a writer. no you can’t find my writings anywhere because what i actually do is craft hoards of neat little snippets and then sit on them like a dragon

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

across the world (in sixteen hours or less)

you know how you know nothing's gonna be okay again?

you lose your page again and again

you can't find your shoes

you pick up the phone even though you know you should stop

the happiest thing you can find is in a sad movie

and nothing changes

it's not English homework poetry where everything has to rhyme

you've got room now and it doesn't change a thing

your whole world is still your bedroom and some rock CDs

just like it was when you were five and ten and sixteen

there's no relief in the weather

because your weather's all the way across the world

(your brother's all the way across the world)

the rain is all the way across the world

the mountains you grew up with are outside your reach

the fog is still on that beach full of rocks

you still feel trapped

and you're never gonna see them again

xoxo.

[everysongineverykey]

what the fuck do you mean soul brother is about brian may. what do you MEAN freddie mercury wrote a song about brian harold may that went "he's my best friend, he's my champion, and he will rock you, rock you, rock you, cause he's the saviour of the universe, he can make you keep yourself alive, make you keep yourself alive, cause he's somebody, somebody you can love" what do you mean he just wrote that and then casually told brian may about it in the studio one day and was like surprise! i've written a song about you, but it needs your touch! break out that guitar! what do yuo mean they both wrote songs aimed at each other at least once but brian wrote so many for freddie he can't remember which one he was working on at the time. WHAT DO YOU MENA

[winepresswrath]

i've reached drusilla my perfect baby girl oooh it is so good that a) darla picks her out as a present for angelus b) she's actually kind of disturbed by what angelus did to drusilla. like it was a very explicit student surpasses the master moment in text.

[lighthouseas]

um idk what this is. sad girl summer i guess ☀️

[milflewis]

hello, i love my mam.

hello, she is fifty three and is still learning. she will be the first to look at herself and go: yeah. what is needed here.

she goes to choir once a week because she likes singing but more because she likes laughing. she tells me that they all like to laugh a lot.

when i was seven, my dad told a joke in the car on the way to kerry — an inappropriate one, involving a priest, i don't remember details — and i remember seeing my mam laugh in the mirror. i remember how her eyes crinkled at the sides and the lines around her mouth. the way they deepened. i remember how it sat in her face. i remember thinking: i want to be able to do that.

my mam has a great laugh. it's not one of those ones that tries to hide. you can hear it through closed doors.

i never used to lie awake listening to my parents argue but i'd often stare at the popcorn speckled ceiling as they laughed downstairs. this is what i generally fell asleep to as a child. this above all else is what i am thankful for.

she sends me little cards. used to pack them in lunch boxes when i'd go on a school trip. i'm twenty one now and i'm up in [redacted] for the summer and she tucked a card in my hand before i ran for the train and all it said was: have a great time. get arrested and you’ll get a slap. go for a swim for me. i love you.

(i've never told her that i collect them. i feel like i should.)

i have a letterboxd playlist that is titled movies my mam loves and i watch them when i need to. when i miss her. when i want a hug. it happens more times than i would've ever thought. i'm becoming okay with this.

she loves me. and i think she likes me too.

[qqqqqqqqqqq0]

[wandaxpietro]

everything goes so slow for pietro i am 100% convinced he's incredibly terminally online to get his dopamine hits. he's so active on twitter people are worried about him. he keeps getting suspended bcuz he keeps sending people death threats and doxxing them and then has to call tony up so he can pay to get his accound back. he shows up in front of houses of people he beefs with. he fights with teenagers online all day. the official avengers twitter account has him blocked.

[our-inspire-verse]

Literallyyyyy brought to my knees. What am i to do? What do i even want.

I'm afraid captain!

Be not so. I know.

Stop it Mitten. I'm frustrated and afraid. What do you know? Telling me is making it worse. You STUPId hoe.

Poetry or rant or vent. Fucking idk.

But what do i have and when is it not? What makes it pop and what's gonna make it rot?

Maybe not. Maybe not. Gonna bite someone. Please god im brought to my knees this capitalist hellscape is bringing me no rest. I want to smoke. My body is fighting me every step of the way. Pulling back like a dog on a leash. My collar is up around my ears and the blood is pumping until they're ringing. Even if i stop pulling, i can't breathe. Im in limbo!

This is about everything. And i still dont have a car. But mitten says im not that far. Do i trust her? What is climaxing in February and please stop responding "me, hopefully" if you know something. Strangers will scroll past like. Huh? Lovers will know.

I don't. I don't know. I'm the exception. But I'm definitely still a lover, as lovers often go.