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ginadope · 24 days

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whispering

The white butterflies, those Heart-shaped sweets And my daughter - the one my body betrayed - her precious hands The moment's creatures, all Strands in my braid

I do remember dreams My hair does sometimes Cover my face, and yet Space can only follow time One way, not another So who am I to Keep looking behind

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itisiives · 2 months

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Unbearable

You are unbearable

In a way that I want to bite your bottom lip

To see if they taste as strawberry as they look

In a way that I look into a bookstore's window

And laugh at your pretentious love of

Embossed leather bound journals, like the one on the display

In a way that I try to place a song I've randomly hummed

Only to remember it because you keep belting it

In the shower while you use all the hot water to rinse your hair dye

In a way that I force forkfuls of the meat pie you've burnt in my maw

And resign myself to the loss of sweaters

And the presence of little birds with broken wings

You are unbearable in that

I have no money to buy you that journal,

Or the joy in my voice to sing that song like I'm praising a kinder god

I can only stomach food made by other hands

But they don't feel like home, they don't know how to make it like you do

You are unbearable in that

I know where you keep my sweaters, because I creep in

To drink your perfume and have my universe centered.

I cannot bear to kiss you, through it all, and break the mysticism if I knew

You don't taste like the sweetest fruit.

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canihaveyouback · 1 month

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karma/fate?

was it Karma? was it fate? or was it meant to be this way?

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only-ives-writings · 8 months

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Why, hello, there!

It is I, Ives, and this is my writing blog!

A blog for only my writings, because my main blog for writing, @itisiives , has been overrun with memes and shitposts and rants, and I needed a way to make finding my writings easier and less messy. So though I will still post writings to my main blog, I'll be reblogging them here!

So, the basics:

- Pushing 30

- Likes writing. Am currently working on an interracial WLW romance novel.

- Has some works published (Spilled Milk, Motel 8, and "Thistle" in the Janus Literary magazine)

- Likes reading (Faves are fantasy, LGBTQ romance -- or any LGBTQ rep, really -- poetry, memoirs, and scifi)

- Likes PC games (currently in love with Life Is Strange and coercing my friends into playing it)

- Likes YouTube commentary videos like Strange Aeons, Zachary Michael, D'Angelo Wallace, Jarvis Johnson, and Tom Harlock

- Am a university student. Halfway to my Bachelor's! (follow my academic endeavors at @youneedtostudyives )

If any of that sounds interesting to you, then let's be mutuals! I'll follow from my main blog.

My social media:

Twitter: itisi_ives

TikTok: it.is.i.ives

Instagram: itisiives

Tribel: itisiives

YouTube: Ives Phillips

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ginadope · 1 month

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Throat, heart, brain Make no mistake - those Baby teeth of his They never stood a chance Against the porcelain of yours

Can you guess how a dream is born? I will bring you some flowers Of my happiest summer The dewy dawn and her treasure Lights like eyes - Sculpt yourself anew Leave doubts in hell

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ginadope · 4 months

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We have no more gods left to fight Nothing is known and Nothing belongs

What is left of this arc but Adoring you quietly, promising Then promising again Wherever it will run, don't grab it Be it chaos, be it, maybe The last tea of the day

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ginadope · 2 months

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All is well Sacrifice the day Let tomorrow's claws Sculpt its fantasy

Where do flowers go When they are still lovely But forgotten? To the heavens inside Where the past and the future Crave each other

I am and I am not You well-meaning evil You are free to go I am free to be

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ginadope · 3 days

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point a

My stomach is full Full of things to say, still Tongues are useless Not worth the burn

A dance for two, fire and fire Its sweet allure Leaves a bitter taste Crushing my fingers, one by one Bound by dread Why build a sandcastle Why use bones

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ginadope · 3 months

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My own heart Is taking my breath away Earthly dance One hand holds an iris The other a dagger

Balance I wish I could share You had nothing but strength So I will handle you gently Show you the Moon In the late morning sky

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ginadope · 7 months

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The world has shrunk! It now fits in my palm Those bright green auroras Are my neon nails

All the tricks my frail self never knew Were not for a woman to do I did Can you believe it, Great Angel I was doing well

Then my saviours came

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ginadope · 18 days

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This warmth is not pleasant The noise Disguised as a song, beloved Enters and feeds and is fed Reclaimed, secured Impersonates Light The peaceful, invigorating Infected, putrid, viscous Light itself

Who am I? Not lost

Magical pragmatism - stuffed with silence The beast will starve

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ginadope · 3 months

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true form

Early morning light Finds something sacred Would you mind trading secrets? We do not have long

True form, you are The artist and the art Treasure the stolen days There is a grin, ready To tear innocence apart

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ginadope · 2 months

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ff!

Feline feminine Can't see the whole picture Not even the bigger one, and yet There is a script to write A journey to survive

What a relief - to be led, what a Waste of a lifetime Why burn books Poems or your holographic mind After all Where is the fire if not inside

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ginadope · 2 months

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I know who seeds this anger How do I stop her? Politely Handle this tear

She needs to be fed To some serrated dusty mouth I know, still

How do I save my own hand? I am not quick enough I am still, terribly Lacking

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itisiives · 1 month

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I decided to give my book a makeover for its birthday.

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ginadope · 3 months

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You are no more, you Are forever A cloud in an old picture

Creatures of the moment Bare their teeth, and this is Just one blink of timeless eyes Make use of it - say 'I am yours', or maybe Smell your morning coffee But do not let go (never) Of its hand

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