#poetry for you
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uglysadgirl · 2 years ago
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vulpinesaint · 2 months ago
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quiz enjoyers! i am now inviting you to come create something in my workshop❕
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within-the-last-minute · 6 months ago
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stay safe because i like being alive at the same time as you.
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arcassin21 · 28 days ago
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Full poem in link above lol
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clarabelleblog · 2 months ago
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In the Gold of Time
A twist of fate,or curious demand,courageous thoughts,is where I stand.An adventurous soul,in the gold of time,captures the beauty,of love and sublime.~Clarabelle Sometimes you don’t need to rewrite the story – the best of you lives on. In the gold of time…stay precious. Clarabelle
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brightdeadthing · 4 months ago
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love as recognition
anna gavalda / friedrich nietzsche / clarice lispector / jandy nelson / rebecca perry / mhairi mcfarlane
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dictatorialromance · 1 month ago
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“Good morning to your breasts. Your bra is tired. Replace it with my hands.”
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aluminumneedles · 2 months ago
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I'm knitting in the corner at a party
and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.
I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.
I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.
The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.
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druid-for-hire · 2 years ago
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[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]
a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”
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whendidmythoughtsgocrazy · 10 months ago
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Sometimes, it isn’t the one who takes your breath away, it’s the one that reminds you to breathe.
k.b. // by jennifer johnson
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uglysadgirl · 2 years ago
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My Love 🕯️
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authenticity2025 · 9 months ago
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I crave a love so deep, the ocean would be jealous. - Pablo Neruda
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lilyflxwers · 6 months ago
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i. The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, Sylvia Plath / ii. As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980, Susan Sontag / iii. Suddenly, It's December, Margaux Paul / iv. Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another, Jan Heller Levi / v. The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde / vi. The Letters of Gustave Flaubert: 1830-1857, Gustave Flaubert / vii. unknown / viii. @inanotherunivrse / ix. @violentcherries / x. Heaven, Mieko Kawakami (thank u @aworsening for attaching the sources)
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firstfullmoon · 6 months ago
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Jackie Sabbagh, “Having a Great Time Being Transgender in America Lately”
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toalltheangels · 7 months ago
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Everyone has their own story
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