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croque-melpomene · 1 month
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Stimmwechsel | Seelenspiegel
let’s say I did not break my body let’s say I made it back into my body knowing that I’m still dead that no matter what I still took my own life how would my body acknowledge my presence that I walked myself to my death that I decided it needed to die the way I did I wonder how my body would react to me didn’t it always know wasn’t it always part of the plan, the exit route a…
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croque-melpomene · 2 months
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auf der Suche nach meinem Körper | fiction
Er redet nur im Imperativ mit mir. Ich kenne meinen Vater nicht außerhalb seiner Befehlswelt die er in mir entwickelt. Seine Finger stecken in mir drin. Mit den Worten die aus seinem Mund kommen entschärft er seine Absichten. Die spüre ich so wie er sie versucht zu vernichten, wegzudrücken, ins Nichts, in mich. Er verewigt das was er nicht beabsichtigt. Wühlend versucht er sich loszuwerden. Die…
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croque-melpomene · 2 months
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Stimmwechsel | Kindheitswunden | Gedichte
vergiss nicht dass ich tot bin warum spürst du meinen Körper noch was soll denn aus unserer Vergangenheit werden ich habe es geschafft zu sterben nichts mehr habe ich an mir nur deine Worte lasten auf mir wie du sie nicht zu mir sprichst wie du sie denkst und festhälst an dir du zwingst mich zur Erinnerung das ist weil dein Herz so stark schlägt in dir ich habe meinen Körper…
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croque-melpomene · 2 months
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Weltrettung | Gedichte
ich habe es geschafft dass du in mir überlebst habe dich befestigt in der Schlaflosigkeit war ich deinem Tod sehr nah habe mit deiner Selbstzerstörung gerungen so als zerrte man mir an der eigenen Haut du bleibst hier aus allen Poren bist du mir entronnen halte etwas fest das nicht mehr haltbar ist deine selbstlosen Augen liegen brach unter den verfärbten Lidern deine Stimme altert in…
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croque-melpomene · 4 months
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Stimmwechsel | Vorgeschichte | poetry
I wanted to keep my life to myself I will die as a man nobody seemed to know eulogised in a church I never visited when my name is spoken it seems to hurt in my death I feel like I didn’t exist I remain someone unconveyed you look at me as if you’d stopped wanting to come closer but you stay, I think, to feel yourself what did the images of my death do to you what has my life meant to…
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croque-melpomene · 4 months
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Stimmwechsel | Wendepunkt | poetry
I will shower on that day because I’m sure that I will go to work but in the afternoon the morgue worker thoroughly rinses what I’ve done instead My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2024 | Instagram: croque_melpomene
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croque-melpomene · 4 months
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Stimmwechsel | Nachruf | poetry
when I look at my child all I see is what he did to my body I don’t understand how this child can be her own person when all I feel is the pain that brought her here how can she not look like the embodiment of his wrongdoings I look at her and I resent my silence I examine her and I wish her voice away I don’t know why, I don’t know why, I do not know this child is so foreign to me as I…
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croque-melpomene · 5 months
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coming here to die | polyphonic grief poetry | books
you refused language to take placeit was silence that replaced your bodyyou treated death as a substitute for languageand redemption Book design by LAURA KINCAID Cover art inspired by HOUSEOFFORTITUDE Photography by LEV SLIVNIK click on the image to buy the book
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croque-melpomene · 5 months
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please wash before use | a short story | fiction
She washed me until the bathwater turned cold, but I didn’t feel clean. I felt like we shared the same water, but she knelt next to the bathtub, beside me, separated by a tiled wall. I looked at her when she was washing me, her eyes looked big, her breathing was heavy and I felt absent in her presence. She took care of me and that’s why it took so long to wash me, make me clean, there’s so much…
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croque-melpomene · 6 months
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Sprachversagen | poetry
she refused to believe that something that came out of her body decided to die   she thought that she reflected a world to love but there’s only so much the world will let you do   nothing went unfelt everything left unspoken My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene
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croque-melpomene · 6 months
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Schmerzempfinden | poetry
it was too early in the morning to think about death not for you you considered it as quickly as you pull out a bus ticket was I supposed to believe that all your life ended in that wooden box with nowhere to go nowhere to hide I thought I had long known how much a house can hurt how death makes itself known how absence always has a name I look at your clothes in my closet and just…
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croque-melpomene · 6 months
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Menschenbild | poetry
you had words for everything but not for your own disappearance you’d find no use in your voice you just ended a conversation that never took place I live in your subtext you just wanted to stop being seen My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene
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croque-melpomene · 6 months
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in Kontakt treten | poetry
who is recovering from the sight of you who is haunted by you sickened broken bones pierced your organs crushed what kind of facial expression nobody is in that much pain when sleeping who found you who stomached you witnessed your death clothes don’t leave the horrors unimagined My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene
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croque-melpomene · 6 months
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Beweggrund | poetry
first came negation possessive pronoun and noun step in to no use the verb is in the past tense the act of the subject the consequence is present My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene
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croque-melpomene · 6 months
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Sorgenkind | poetry
one day you took yourself away it wasn’t the day it was you the day broke in two with nowhere to go I moved my legs but I was stuck in your death with a sense of urgency unpreventable and when I saw you again you had already turned into something else I held your hand to understand that you’re surreal My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene
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croque-melpomene · 7 months
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Selbstbild | poetry
you saw a man in the mirror that morning who would never come home inconsolability on all fours My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene
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croque-melpomene · 7 months
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Notlage | poetry
you ceased to exist when you still had a pulse the rest your body did on its own you walked so fast I still can’t breathe My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene
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