gingerquakes

[gingerquakes]

I hear you in the notes of the symphony

That plays deep in the crevices of my soul.

As if I walked through the folds of time

Just to be with you again and again.

Be as you've always been, my love.

I was made to adore you.

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Deep rumbling screams rip out her throat. The anger clawing it's way out from the deep depths of her soul, cackling at the light of day, "FINALLY."

It stretches out and rears it's head with a stifled laugh, "FREEDOOOM."

It silthers around maring the earth. It's master collapses, an empty shell withered with sobs, "you're all I have left," she whimpers.

"you're all I have left," anger mocks, "you fool, I've always been with you. Your fuel, your will to live, to prove them all wrong. It was ME,"

Anger whips around it's master into a ring of flames.

The heat entraps the woman, her blue eyes burned.

"Through the ring, crawl," cracked and cackled anger, "THROUGH THE RING, CRAWL."

Her broken spirit dragged itself, piece by piece, through the volcanic rock, through the ring of fire.

Anger manically cackles, the ring vanishes, a whirlwind of chaos sucked down just beneath surface of her.  Her skin steaming with anger and pain.

"We are one, I am master," hisses anger, a straightened body stands robotically, a face twisted, smiles viciously, "LET THE FUN BEGIN" Echos two voices.

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Deep heavy sobs infiltrate 

The echos of the tub

They drown the bathroom

Sadness seeping into the floorboards

Anger drifts like foaming bubbles

A heart broken again and again 

Will someone ever love me?

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I am not for insecure men.

I will not tolerate less than I deserve.

There is a difference between compromise and enabling.

It is not my job to heal and better others. It is my job to heal and better myself.

I am looking for a partner. I am not looking to be his mother.

A daily mantra for the modern dating scene.

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[gingerquakes]

To love is a privilege, 

To be loved is speculation,

You hope, you pray, 

But love is trickery. 

Lust disguised as love 

Oh, the goddamn foolery. 

To love is a privilege

To be loved is fantasy,

Is it real, can I hold it tight? 

Or am I dancing with your ghost? 

A fraction of what I deserve. 

Bread crumbs is the daily dose. 

To love is a privilege

To be loved is the truth

It's raw, it's messy, it's chaotic

Sharpened honey combs 

It's everything and nothing 

It's comfort and safety, it's home. 

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If I could find the right words to say

They would be my last

You could hold them forever 

And never feel pain. 

They would hold you 

Keep you warm

Wipe your tears 

Laugh and joke

Dance and sing

Be the best version of me. 

All of things I could never be. 

If I could find the right words to say

I would whisper them to you 

As you fell asleep. 

So we could meet again 

Dream by dream. 

Adventure into the unknown

Traverse every world

Through the multiverse 

Safe amongst the stars

Jump galaxy by galaxy 

Just you and me

If I could find the right words to say

I would be a writer without a pen 

Spoken words drifting from the paper

Lifting letter by letter 

Floating between us

Waiting for you to consume

Alas, I am welded to the seam

A mask for all to read 

So I write and write

Waiting for a muse to speak for me

So that I may find my peace.

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[gingerquakes]

And so she broke. 

Finally broke. 

Millions of thousands 

Of hundreds of tens 

Of one. 

Broken. 

Notably, it wasn't loud

Or dramatic

It was.......almost 

Graceful

Cunning 

Magnificent

A silent night 

Bursts into beautiful

Pieces of memories

Thoughts, emotions

Shrewn across the floor

With one single tear. 

Singular, solo

The last straw. 

Her oblivion. 

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Love and loss are interwined 

Spun like a spiderweb. 

And if you're not careful they both 

Will most surely be the end of you. 

I've come to realize that love is overrated

It is bought and sold right next your groceries,

Forever is a pipe dream and no one buys it.

Trust is fleeting and heartbreak is as sure 

As death and taxes. 

Now I'm no expert on living 

but I haven't died yet,

so I guess thats close enough. 

I've danced with the grim before,

A two step, us fighting to lead the other.

I'm still here and time is fleeting

So I guess my only other option is living

That's what I intend to do. 

Be amongst the living not the breathing

The living.

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[gingerquakes]

My heart is constantly on the run.

I've loved and loved but that love has never been blessed on me.

And when I look in the mirror I always see a stranger staring back.

I don't know that I've ever heard the words "I love you" and believed it.

Eventually everyone leaves. Usually by choice but sometimes indirectly.

I used to believe if you hoped hard enough love would find it's way to you.

But I've learned that people are tricky and

Forever is just for a while.

And maybe one day my views will change and I'll be made a believer.

But one day may never arrive and I've come to terms with that.

Instead I'm going to fall for that stranger in the mirror and pray that I am enough.

Because my heart is constantly on the run and there's no looking back.

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[gingerquakes]

A Short Story

"I've lost you once, I don't want to lose you again," she whispers in between her breathy sobs. Her puffy blue eyes wander up to the mirror, she presses her hand to meet her reflection.

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Being next to you

Erased all the contradictions inside of me

As I saw so clearly the man I wanted to be

And I could not wait for you to allow or deny

Parts of me I knew should not be

For you, my love, I would joyfully give up everything

But without you here the contradictions returned

And new ones arose

In a world of ultimate Truth

Were we truly good as friends? As more?

Was it truly love that we had when we did not believe the same?

Was it love when from one perspective or another

We'd condemn the other to a wretched fate

Can you love when Truth evades you

Or will it always be an imitation at best

And a death sentence at worst

Can any of us be sure about the divine? About the sum of all reality?

They say the devil makes bitter things sweet

But I refuse to believe he makes good fruit fall from bitter trees.

And I know what we had was good

But in Truth, was it so? Was any of it so

Was the good just defiled by the bad

They say it takes one rotten apple to ruin the bunch

Was the one sin of wrong belief enough to ruin all that we had?

In culture and faith

Parts of us were white and others black

Yet we lived so peacefully in a home that was grey

[gingerquakes]

Just wanted to remind you that the world is a better place with you in it.

[gingerquakes]

I absolutely love your writing!

Thank you so much! I don't know how long ago this was. But I truly appreciate the love.

[gingerquakes]

Death and I?

We've tango'ed a time or two

I beckoning them forth

Side step, elongate the leg

We brush past each other

Gasp, a tease.

The tempo increases and scenes change

I twirl and dance of the living

Death lingering in the background

I turn, we lock eyes, I'm pleading

Alas, they already have a partner

I, spinning and spinning

Life lifts me, twirl, dip, I touch the floor

Close my eyes, and hope

The music dulls, the atmosphere fades

Eyes open, death suspends me, midair

The instruments barely above a whisper

"Not yet, my dear"

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[gingerquakes]

Little waves of universe

Caress my skin

Grounded in my thoughts

I am pasted pieces put together

Of Earth, Fire, Water and wind.

Illuminating energies surround me

Glowing freely

An Incantion to the moon

I am a hymn to motherhood

A spiritual being, planet locked.

Hums vibrate in the curves

Of my aura

A rhythm of femininity

I am woman, infinitely

Of grace and butchery

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[gingerquakes]

"She saw the good in many people, but they didn't see her pain, they didn't see how she sinks like a ship in the depths . "

[gingerquakes]

I find my solace in the night

Deep rooted in the shadows

Untouched by the sun

Hello darkness, my old friend.

I gather my deepest thoughts

Unholy desires and wildest fears

And talk endlessly to the universe

For here I just exist, plainly.

So when my timely demise arrives

Put me to rest under the full moon

My soul will scatter amongst the stars

I will be nothing more or less, just it

Awaiting patiently for the night

And those who seek peace with in it.

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