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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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Backwards Poem
Let me tell you the version of the story where you fall in love with me.
Pick up the words like broken glass - jam them back into my throat
Play it backwards in your head - I leave the secret spot before I find you
Walk back to the classroom alone, set my books on the desk
This time the gun is pointed at your feet.
Hand me your kidney - it turns into a leaf
Back away from the tree, away from the rocks
Go home and this time and it didn’t happen yet
I’m still choking on the words and you still love me
In all my versions you still love me.
Play the song over and over again as you walk backwards into a room
You sit down and you see a girl and this time
You love me first
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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name
- how lovely it is, I think, to have something that belongs both to us, and to everyone that came before.
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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love is lodged in my jaw
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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hey. so. here is my spotify. i have some cool playlists, if you wanna check them out.
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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Litany
It is Friday night and the missing you is drilling a hole through my forehead.
I suppose it's better than a gun but it's also worse than a gun because
this pain is making a home of my body.
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It is 10:16 AM and I've been up for five hours but I'm proud to say
I've consumed zero calories - that's right, none.
Aren't you proud of me, mom?
* * *
It is half-past four and the sun is warming my skin like fingertips but I won't
think of you, because I am not a portrait of my failed relationships.
Lord knows I hide my mistakes well.
* * *
It is almost midnight and I know that in just ten minutes it will be morning but
the night has never felt darker and the silence
darling
I swear
this silence knows my secrets.
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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tell me about skin - yours
tell me about the calluses
on your fingertips
tell me about the secret spots below your jaw
above your hips
in the hollow of your throat
tell me about the way your body holds sin
tell me how you ache
* * *
tell me about desire - mine
tell me about the blade
between my shoulders
and the blood in my mouth
tell me about the minefield in my chest
and the burning in my throat
tell me how you want me
tell me how i ache
* * *
tell me about becoming - ours
tell me about the heavenly hurt in your bones
in your teeth
tell me about the fire in my blood
in my hands
between your lips
tell me about ruin
now tell me about rebirth
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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his mouth tastes of gasoline and too late you will remember
that you were never anything but the spark
and when your lips hit his and the space between your bodies ignites
you run
you run and you never stop
you run as the world burns to ashes
you run until every fire you set
has extinguished every man
who took something from a woman without asking
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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thinking deep thoughts about the similarities between tartarus and tartar sauce
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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I guess what I'm trying to say is that when the earth rolls over and a wound opens above her ribcage, I hope you and I end up on the same side.
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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gahhhhhhh
Updates on what's going on in Palestine:
Date of writing: June 2nd 2021
A palestinian worker was injured after an Is*aeli bus hit him.
2 Palestinian children were detained by the IOF (ages 16 and 17)
Is*aeli settlers set fire to Palestinian villagers' crops.
The IOF demolished many Palestinian commercial facilities in North East Jerusalem.
15 palestinians lost their homes due to the demolishing and confiscation of their tents and homes.
Multiple Palestinian children were detained in a checkpoint on their way to school.
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(video of journalist Zaina Al Halawani after being released)
Reblog. Speak. We need to keep spreading awareness. Stop normalizing the ethnic cleansing of Palestinians. Stop normalizing the genocide that Is*ael is committing. Stop normalizing detaining innocent Palestinians, assaulting, and even r*ping them. It's not normal. It was never normal. It will never be normal. Speak up!!!
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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idk. this was an assignment.
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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the title to my dorian gray essay for school, my esteemed vampires and werewolves.
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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Darling this is a story we all know
I’m running from someone who looks just like me
Except she speaks with your voice
And her hands aren’t cold like mine
(When did I become a mirror for the ugly parts of you?)
* * *
Darling here the silence
Is the lull after the storm
It is the picking the pieces of me off the floor
And sticking them back onto your body
(I remake the world in your image)
* * *
This is the part where we sing to the darkness.
* * *
Darling in the mountains
The trees whisper my name instead of yours
And I’m wiping your face from the backs of my eyelids
With thousands of Clorox wipes
(I bought out the Walgreens by my house)
* * *
Darling I am singing a lullaby
While Rome burns
I am putting down my weapon
And healing you with my bare hands
(Please, just let me touch you)
* * *
This is the part where we erase our own history.
* * *
Darling you have hurt me enough times to know
The key in which my screams echo
(G major, is it? Or F minor?)
And I will forgive you again and again
Until the words are burned into my throat
* * *
Darling we are all just playing god
We are all just trying to be holy
I can scratch a hole through your belly
Take out your bones and put them inside my own body
(But I swear, this violence was sacred)
* * *
This is the part where we shake hands with the beast.
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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The girl tells me sometimes she feels like she is standing in a tide pool, waiting for the next wave to come.
In my dreams, I see what that man did to her in college
Made a home from her body because he could not find one within himself
But when I wake I find girl grown into woman
And sitting at the table across from me
And she is smiling and I’m crying and realizing why spring is the only time of year I can stand to look at his face
She says I have to take the pain and make it into something beautiful but I tell her
I’m waiting for it to make something beautiful out of me
Waiting
I
Am waiting
Like I’m standing in a tide pool
Like I’m watching that man hurt her
Like I’m sitting at the table and desperately trying to heal
The girl tells me sometimes she feels like her brain is on a train track and every route she takes leads her back to him.
When I look at her it feels like looking at the sun
A sun that is drowning in a tide pool, as she waits for the next wave to come
But when she touches me her fingertips are cool and they feel more like water
And I want to ask her how she took the pain and made a home for it inside her body or how she manages to keep the sun from sinking into the sea
But I don’t and she shows me a sculpture instead
And a man is swallowing Persephone whole
And I
I
Am waiting
Like I’m watching my fourth-grade play all over again
Like I’m waiting for the man to sew seeds into her body with his teeth
Like I’m hoping that this time around he’ll take her to his room and give her the Advil instead of the pomegranate
The girl tells me sometimes she feels like she is standing in a tide pool, waiting for the next wave to come.
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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i need a prom date hmu
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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i'm sorry i have an illness
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holywaterandblood · 3 years
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prompt: knees skinned in prayer
for lucifer
i am the holy flame burning in san marco
and the righteous blood spilled on marble floors
i am the voices of boys priests like to touch
and their bodies, lying broken beneath the pews
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i am the forsaken, knees skinned in prayer
and the words that promised to save you
i am the sacred storm that breaks
and the women who dance in the street as it rains
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i am the fingers that clutch at the rosary
and the light that will set fire to the darkness
i am the god to which you pray
i am the thorn - but do not forget i was once a rose
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