#literary sexts
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derangedrhythms · 2 years ago
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I dreamt last night of your teeth on my skin. 
Michael Cantin, from ‘Literary Sexts’
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mafaldaknows · 11 months ago
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asoftepiloguemylove · 2 years ago
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and i don't wanna be my mom's least favorite only child anymore
unknown / Destiny Fieldplate Gauntlets Description / Cheekface I Only Say I'm Sorry When I'm Wrong Now / Tanaka Mhishi Literary Sexts /@/grievng (on tumblr) / Mary Lu The Young Elites / Marie Howe After the Movie / Mary Oliver North Country / unknown / Susan Sontag excerpt from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980
i. unknown
[ "young, corrupted by tragedies of war and exile / alone in spite of himself / boy made of ash and a honey soaked dawn / rust on his hands, in his throat, in his lungs / bright-eyed, rough edges, scraped raw and twisted with time / where is his soft epilogue?" ]
ii. Destiny, Fieldplate Gauntlets Description
[ "Ignore every instinct to flee. Remember: you are a monster too." ]
iii. Tanaka Mhishi, Literary Sexts
[ "I am fragile and unholy. / Open. Ravage. Eat." ]
iv. @/grievng
[ "im so fucking angry that no one ever protected me and no one was ever in my fucking corner when i was a kid its not fucking fair" ]
v. Marie Lu, The Young Elites
[ "So. Tell me, little wolf. Would you like to punish those who have wronged you?" ]
vi. Cheekface, I Only Say I'm Sorry When I'm Wrong Now
[ "You're no longer fine / With the way that things are / Your heroes are dead / And so I guess you are the hero now" ]
vii. Marie Howe, After the Movie
[ "My friend Michael and I are walking home / arguing about the movie. / He says that he believes a person can love someone / and still be able to murder that person." ]
viii. Mary Oliver, North Country
[ "and gorgeous. You listen and you know you could live a better life than you do, be softer, kinder. And maybe this year you will be able to do it. Hear how his voice" ]
ix. unknown
[ "What happens when you get older / is you get over it. You buy flowers / to set on the table. You say your prayers. // You learn to live alone / the way you learned to love / everything // not dead."]
x. Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh
[ "I suffer from a chronic nausea-after I'm with people. The awareness (after-aware-ness) of how programmed I am, how insecure, how frightened." ]
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arylleth · 6 months ago
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I am fragile and unholy. Open. Ravage. Eat.
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bbadrituall · 2 years ago
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i am sick with longing
for something i cannot name,
lost somewhere dark and wet
inside myself, where i can
recognize everything and
nothing is familiar.
i am clawing and screaming
to be let out, but
louder than my nausea
is the silence of cries for help
left unanswered.
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oyster-valley · 10 months ago
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on love and flesh
jen mazza, peripety // rune lazuli // na // bones and all // helene cixous, the love of the wolf // tanaka mhishi, literary sexts II // the amazing devil, that unwanted animal // jen mazza, peripety
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thehopefulquotes · 2 days ago
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You kiss me with your mouth wide open like you’re not afraid of swallowing poison. I taste the good and bad in you and want them both. We call this bravery.
Anita Ofokansi, Literary Sexts
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thoughtkick · 1 year ago
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You kiss me with your mouth wide open like you’re not afraid of swallowing poison. I taste the good and bad in you and want them both. We call this bravery.
Anita Ofokansi, Literary Sexts
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derangedrhythms · 2 years ago
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Show me the parts of you that nobody else ever wanted to sleep with. Show me it all with the lights on. 
Nishat Ahmed, from ‘Literary Sexts’
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anxious-witch · 5 months ago
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- Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems
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artfultemptress-69 · 4 months ago
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Unless we’re fucking don’t call me. Especially if you can text it. The “hey can I call you?” Texts go a long long way.
If we are fucking and you ask to call expect to be cumming in my mouth in the near future. Cuz being considerate of my time and anxiety problems is incredibly hot.
Thank you for coming to my ted talk.
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perfectfeelings · 2 months ago
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You kiss me with your mouth wide open like you’re not afraid of swallowing poison. I taste the good and bad in you and want them both. We call this bravery.
Anita Ofokansi, Literary Sexts
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quotefeeling · 4 months ago
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You kiss me with your mouth wide open like you’re not afraid of swallowing poison. I taste the good and bad in you and want them both. We call this bravery.
Anita Ofokansi, Literary Sexts
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bbadrituall · 2 years ago
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i thought i loved you
for one short moment
before you told me
you’ve mastered the art
of feeling nothing
what a horrible way to live
to hold emptiness instead of ache
to feed air instead of fire
to breathe without burning
to save your lungs
for six feet of dirt
i thought i could love you
but all that spark was just
the magic i am made of
and a heavy sigh
from your careless mouth
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brokestrapmountain · 2 years ago
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Love me and eat me. Possession, Andrzej Żuławski // Tanaka Mhishi, Literary Sexts // Hélène Cixous, Stigmata // Jennifer’s Body, Karyn Kusama // Postcolonial Love Poem, Natalie Diaz // Killer, Phoebe Bridgers // Bones and All, Luca Guadagnino // Famous Last Words (An Ode To Eaters), Ethel Cain // Hannibal, Bryan Fuller
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resqectable · 11 months ago
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You kiss me with your mouth wide open like you’re not afraid of swallowing poison. I taste the good and bad in you and want them both. We call this bravery.
Anita Ofokansi, Literary Sexts
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