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writing-is-a-martial-art · 5 months ago
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Sometimes it feels that even my clock is lying to me
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like-a-shrike-to-your-thorn · 7 months ago
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Nova
In the starry embrace
Of a Titan
Cradled by infinity
Collosal love?
Or boundless indifference
Endless options
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betrootsoup · 6 months ago
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Shit quality poem I wrote cuz I'm extremely sad after finishing The Magnus Archives
And as the day endend so did our adventure,
It had many laughs, It had some tears.
But was it all worth it?
That room when it all started
With friends of old time
Of mysteries we took as unfounded,
They changed
All of it changed, even us,
And what's left now?
Bitter smiles
fears that came true
new friends that were left behind
mysteries that we ourself have become,
Maybe one day
Some sunny day
We'll meet again
And then we will stopped being mysteries
But as for now, it's all we are,
Alright?
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will-come-a-poet · 2 years ago
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Now, I’m no Martin but I have been writing poetry on and off for over a decade now so I decided to try my hand at writing one inspired by The Magnus Archives. Sadily, it does not feature our beloved Jon and Martin but it does feature all 14 Fears and Elias being a Bastard(TM).
Also, I mainly write free verse so please don’t dunk on my clunky rhyme scheme too hard.
Bonus fun fact: The title comes from the word for the fear of fear itself because I like to think I’m clever when I’m actually not.
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dragonymango · 3 months ago
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Antigonish - by Hughes Mearns
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aru-art · 1 year ago
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two-headed calf by laura gilpin
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fiuworks · 3 months ago
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details under the cut! ...you ever get so nervous about your post graduation college results that you draw gerrymichael art with a biblical kind of poetry you made up on the spot? no? just me?
anyway i'm proud of this i think my best work spawns out of sheer stress
results for my final thesis film drop tomorrow at 7am. i'm shitting bricks. though if it gets a good grade I might post it here...pray for me!
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technically-human · 2 years ago
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After the Lonely
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cosmicisbored · 7 months ago
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Does Collin enjoy stalking the Insititute? If so, found any cool discoveries/people?
mild stalking, I guess you could say. they’re not exactly looking for info, they just like to hang around in the dark corners unnoticed and watch what the others do. sometimes elias catches them tho
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cult-of-the-eye · 10 months ago
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the eye:
you're the deer in the headlights, eyelids aching from watching, you think filling your stomach with information will make you full but you just throw up strange spirals of ink into your palm. your binoculars keep you safe but they also keep you separate
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tiredlazyfrog · 14 days ago
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Credit to @mellon_soup on Pinterest for the pose reference.
This is the first in a series of artworks depicting myself as an avatar of each of the TMA entities. I have also written poems that accompany each work, which will be put under the cut if you are like Jon and dislike poetry not written by Martin.
The Web
I have spent far too long
being pulled and guided
in ways I did not want to go.
The most terrifying thing
is to not be in control.
Having decisions made on
your behalf, without regard
for what you want.
my mother puppets me
into the idea of a perfect daughter 
and I strain against the threads
but her web is far too strong
and I am not able to escape.
if I choose to tear myself free
I leave behind the others snared within.
She tells me that choosing myself
means that I will never see them again.
Manipulation is a powerful thing
and I am just a fly
twisting and turning in vain 
as the web draws tighter and tighter.
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spooksier · 8 months ago
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as a minnesotan i’d like to ask about representation in the freedom au. i don’t know in what form but it’s cold as fuck here so there’s that
minnesota gets the lonely and the vast purely because of this poem
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just-a-lidle-creacher · 5 months ago
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you asked me where i came from, and i could not tell you. because i didn’t come from anything. because i am not a thing. of course, that is not what you meant. you meant where did i come from, and that is ever so much simpler. i will not not tell you, though, as you know far too much already. your questions amuse me, as you think i am something else. you think i am someone. but the someone you think i am is gone. that person is me, but i am not that person. i cannot be that person. i am something else, but not some thing. i am not a thing. i am not anything, although i am not nothing, as that is a different thing entirely. you tell me to stop telling riddles, but this isn’t a riddle, it is what i am. you tell me im wrong, you tell me i am your friend, and i smile. you tell me that there are too many teeth. i add a few more to the grin. you believe i am something i am not. you believe i am a person. i do not correct you. i will lie. it is simpler. it is more fun. it is who i am. you think you know me. you think i am the truth. you think i am the truth. you could not be more wrong. you think you know more than me. you never stop thinking. i have never thought. i am a thought. it is all i am. you ask me why i lie to you. i don’t know what to say. you tell me i am wrong in life. i tell you to go away. you choose to ignore this one. you choose to ignore me. you say i get the pronouns wrong. because it isn’t you, it’s we. we ask us what we mean? we never can reply. neither of us seem to be real. we’re the same nothing, you and i.
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mag200 · 2 years ago
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regina spektor, two birds || the magnus archives, “last words” || the return of the king (2003) || richard siken || tori amos, silent all these years || frank bidart || holly warburton, spirit hold part 2 || ethel cain, sun bleached flies
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sasha-n-james · 1 month ago
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looking for something short to read? enjoy my dyhard poem.
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“Gwen had never understood what it meant to be starstruck before.”
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jeena-says-hi · 1 month ago
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I listened to MAG 184 the other day, and all I’m gunna say is
“Ants last night, and ants the night before-”
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