Chelsea Dingman, "Quantum Theory"
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(I Refuse to Pray)
by Chelsea Dingman
That’s a lie. But Jesus, I don’t know
you or your father.
My father & daughter are dead
& I am not equal to this
anger. I am the south Florida summer
rains that know no mercy. I am the knife
-edge of night. The edge of the pond
where someone once drowned.
Where have you been hiding?
Green blades of grass are ghosts
now. It’s winter. Forty degrees.
Frost has set in. The alligators
have disappeared from water holes.
Only the crows sit on tile roofs, waiting
for what we’ll throw away.
Charm me. Harm me. It’s all the same.
In the distance: a pink sky. Sirens.
A stoplight, changing on a timer.
See my stomach? Look: it sags
like a six-month-old balloon. The skin,
stretched into a makeshift shrine.
Can you hear me? I want
less sky. Less sun. Less
weather. Listen: the wind
is blessing every door. In the hush of night
-fall, I almost hear snow,
even here. I am almost
home, in this body. Almost
something holy.
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Tell me, instead, you hold my emptiness like a window holds the sky.
Chelsea Dingman, “Instructions For Resurrection [Of Our Marriage, If Nothing Else]” from Through A Small Ghost
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— Wintersong, Chelsea Dingman
[text ID: December’s cold comes to pity us again, / fields stormed by dry riverbeds & dead leaves. / I’m afraid, but I don’t want to tell you.]
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When the sun
lowers / its jaw to
the earth, I finally
know / how to
disappear.
Chelsea Dingman
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Your mother thinks God must be dead, but you ask the sky to show its hands.
Chelsea Dingman
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Chelsea Dingman; Letter from the Gulf Coast
I could be someone who twists
the truth. I knew what I was asking
when I said Stay here with me. The walls
waved in your image, a storm
on the horizon, growing. Hurricanes
all have their own names & we earned ours, secret
triumphs locked away in other apartments, other
cities. It wasn't having a house to tend that kept us
together. We weren't supposed to stay anywhere
long. We paint different walls the same
stark white, but they dim & darken
to a dingy beige as we stand waiting
to see what skyline comes next.
Who doesn't wake & want
to be somewhere different? Different
birds at the door. I still want your hands
on my hips. On my collarbones, arcing
toward you. A space we're meant to
dust & darken. To wake in a different city, longing
for home. Where home is the curve of our hands
on the doorknobs. Where we know ourselves
by thunder & the smell of thick
rains. By the way rain tastes as it's meant to
taste. Our mouths, upturned. Open.
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"I've been trying to home home my whole life-"
Chelsea Dingman, Psychogeography
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"(I Refuse to Pray)," Chelsea Dingman
That’s a lie. But Jesus, I don’t know
you or your father.
My father & daughter are dead
& I am not equal to this
anger. I am the south Florida summer
rains that know no mercy. I am the knife
-edge of night. The edge of the pond
where someone once drowned.
Where have you been hiding?
Green blades of grass are ghosts
now. It’s winter. Forty degrees.
Frost has set in. The alligators
have disappeared from water holes.
Only the crows sit on tile roofs, waiting
for what we’ll throw away.
Charm me. Harm me. It’s all the same.
In the distance: a pink sky. Sirens.
A stoplight, changing on a timer.
See my stomach? Look: it sags
like a six-month-old balloon. The skin,
stretched into a makeshift shrine.
Can you hear me? I want
less sky. Less sun. Less
weather. Listen: the wind
is blessing every door. In the hush of night
-fall, I almost hear snow,
even here. I am almost
home, in this body. Almost
something holy.
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I’ve been trying to go home my whole life
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Chelsea Dingman, from "Psychogeography"
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I've been trying to go home my whole life.
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nightwing (1996) #102 // south of the border, west of the sun, haruki murakami // action comics (1938) #613 // the teacher, marie howe // secret origins (1986) #13 // doggy style, maisie cowell // secret origins (1986) #13 // thumbs, lucy dacus // nightwing (1996) #102 // batman: dark victory (1999) #13 // the wee free men, terry pratchett // action comics (1938) #613 // superman/batman (2003) #13 // batman (1940) #636 // batman (1940) #441 // a dog jumping over a wall, feng li // things i never give myself permission to say, chelsea dingman // batman (1940) #408 // batman (1940) #438 // east, west, salman rushdie // batman (1940) #416 // infinite crisis (2005) #4 // ask polly: help, i'm the loneliest person in the world!
dick & bruce + leaving robin
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”In other words, the suicidal maniac wants to live. Is that it?”
“I’ve come to think it’s worth trying.”
"You used Corruption, believing in me? How beautiful."
skk webweaves: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
//strange gods - Roxane Gay// the portrait of a lady - Henry James// art from @/_mwk19_ on Twitter// say yes to heaven - Lana del Rey// the grudge - Olivia Rodrigo// litany in which certain things are crossed out - Richard Siken// art from @/suya1414 on Twitter// Kyoto - Phoebe Bridgers// we’re in love - boygenius// writings prompts for the broken-hearted - Eden Robinson// anyway - Richard Siken// art from @/AB0to on Twitter// things I never give myself permission to say - Chelsea Dingman// art from @/ssmi_0215 on Twitter// the whetting of teeth - Jamaal May// no light, no light - Florence + the machine// cosmic love - Florence + the machine// letters to Felice - Franz Kafka// art from @/rokkyun1 on Twitter// the sorrow festival - Erin Slaughter// norman fucking rockwell - lana del rey// remember my name - mitski// art by @bananana2217// townie - mitski// misheard lyrics - car seat headrest// you couldn’t just leave - Trista Mateer// art from @/T__rate on Twitter// your love finds it’s way back - Sierra DeMulder// a pearl - mitski// humpty - mitski// art by @yuyonyu// abandon me - Melissa Febos// where did you go - Hishaam Siddiqi// I should hate you - Gracie Abrams// art from @/qmthtdy on Twitter// killer - Phoebe Bridgers// a poem for Haruko 10/29 - June Jordan// crush - Richard Siken// pandemonium - Lauren Oliver// art from @/1110yu_ku_si on Twitter// catalog of unabashed gratitude - Ross Gay// steamboat - Adrianne Lenker//
hey remember when I said last part would be the final one? yeah uh about that, turns out I still have some inspiration yippee. hope you liked it :)
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Chelsea Dingman, from Through A Small Ghost
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