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lifeinpoetry: I create you—I don’t know you—I still don’t know what parts of me are holy— — Talin Tahajian, from “Շարական (“In this new country”),” published in The Rumpus
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somnoroasa: “I love you, said Ophelia, and I love that dark bird you hold in your arms.” — Richard Brautigan, from Big Sur: Poems; “The Castle of the Cormorants,” (via mythaelogy)
lifeinpoetry: I grew up disappearing into a body. Then several. I want to tell you what happened to me. But what should I say? — Natalie Eilbert, from “Man Hole,” Indictus
lifeinpoetry: “i want i want i want i want i want am i repulsive in my wanting” — Liz Bowen, from “jameson,” Sugarblood
holy/unholy
sheer delight and gratitude;
woman, amen
A Persian Poem
ceiling stars, dreaming of mars.
veinus: — since our story is a crime itself | g.f.
lifeinpoetry: “When you’re dead to so many people who’ve taken away your name, isn’t it your holy prerogative to burn the ghost of them out, the lamp shuttered like a house? Future arsonists: Will it always burn?” — Chloë Rose. from “Haunted,”
middleeasternpoetry: “I love autumn” she told me. And since that day, I’ve been falling.
luthienne:adonis, selected poems; “ii. the story of a day” (tr. khaled mattawa) / alejandra pizarnik, extracting the stone of madness; “algunos textos de sombra” (tr. yvette siegert) / hélène cixous, hyperdream (tr. beverly bie brahic)
my body; the exit wound
your-daughters-shall-prophesy:Citizen Illegal, José Olivarez
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The flight across STARS
Cyborg Seadog
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truthheartbreakquotes: It’s the disappointment isn’t it? That’s what really gets you. It isn’t really the fact that you’ve failed or it all fell apart, it’s the fact that you really believed it would happen, that it would work and everything
adventuresinandyland: (via ache)
lockedupinside: (via iheart-myself, isoldmyfriend)
Campfire Tales
sean-kkendrick: For we will be wicked and we will be fair And they'll call us such names, and we really won't care, So go, tell your Wendys, your Susans, your Janes, There's a place they can go if they're tired of chains, And our roads may be golden,
☯ Dazed & confused ☯
i recognized your energy when i looked into your eyes. the connection of a thousand moons colliding into this time souls now together feeling as if they have been destined to be. to exist in a world together where time and distance dont matter. a world
filmnoirsbian:
Ako Si Sam
Patchwork
refiningfire:I WISH I WISH I WISH
The Quote Journals
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“I believe everything is a metaphor for sex” –Terrance Hayes
“If I’ve killed one man I’ve killed two”
myotherthoughtsblog: i wonder if you know just how badly my heart sinks each time you say later. I’ll talk to you later i understand for the most part but it still makes me a touch sad it can be hard to coordinate communication i don’t know when
i hide in the safety oflyrics that I mimic like it was prayernever daring to let the music stopfor fear of being alone
nowhere
alec guinness once gave me ฤ to go away
Superficial Space Cadet
bright lights, loud noises
christopherpoindexter: #MotherEarth
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Im not deep im not cute i dont think i dont get things im just a shallow slow stupid fuckboy and it frustrates me
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you smelled faintly of cigarettesand you held me like i was a wisp of smokebound to dissipate at any momenti could have sworn you loved mebut you had sealed off your heartlong before our souls collidedbarricaded and burned all the bridges to the groundi
Stop yelling at me I am not the punching bag your voice lands on when you’re angry every word damages my self esteemStop yelling at me I have scars made of syllables and consonants I do not deserve your verbal garbage I do not deserve
A lil' Preppy in Your Step
chamanka: apollossong: jonas mekas as i was moving ahead occasionally i saw brief glimpses of beauty
