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#mine: poem
wheatfieldspoet · 28 days
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as isaac, on the walk home
please, won’t you look at me, father? i can’t erase the memory                             of the surrender in your eyes if i keep staring at your back.
you held my hand as we climbed the mountain. i felt your pulse through my palm,               your grip tight against the sweat. God has called us, you said with urgency, yet       you took       your time       as we ascended.
i can’t remember what i feared more:                      the blade,                      the flame,                      or the aftermath.
who would have made the bigger sacrifice if there was no ram in the thicket— you? me?
or mother?
is there no test of faith more agonizing than to forgive?
but even in my final breath, i would have. i love you even though i may never understand it, if only you would tell me. i don’t ask for much—
father!       please.                             soothe my shivering. i’m afraid                      the next time                      i see a knife                                    i might think                                                                it’s                                                                              love.
— Jade A.
escapril day 3: eye contact
@adventurerswritingguild day 3: hand / god / knife
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kaaansasblues · 3 months
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desire, the root of all suffering
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sockmonkeysblog · 10 months
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I yearn for connection,  a wound ball of thread riddled with memories and emotion. Intertwined; I am barren beneath it. Unconditional in circumference and unending in its embrace,  The spindle twists and tangles with each breath.  Unwelcoming and yet encompassing with divine bearing, My soul rivals with its impact.
Lace linings and frayed ends don’t cover my birthmarks.
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bebx · 7 months
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fandom-trash-goblin · 2 months
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a girl of fear, a woman of anger— look how we've grown
girls contain multitudes, heather o'neill / king, florence + the machine / The Affront (L'affronto), by Antonio Piatti / In the Dream House, Carmen Maria Machado / this pin / cassandra, florence + the machine / What If This Were Enough?: Essays by Heather Havrilesky) / crush, richard siken / the closest thing i could find was this soundcloud link / a womans beauty, susan sontag / a vision of fiammetta, dante gabriel rossetti / stop me, natalia kills / fury, yevgeny yevtushenko
everyone say god bless you to @pe4rl-diver for the sources
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finelythreadedsky · 1 year
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i just think it's neat that odysseus gets put in a position where he has to kill his child to avoid going to war and he can't do it and then agamemnon gets put in a position where he has to kill his child to go to war and he does it
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becomingvecna · 7 months
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I've Endured, Now What?
Blue Iris - Mary Oliver / So This Is All I Will Ever Be? - Fatima Aamer Bilal / Vive, Vive - Traci Brimhall
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missinyouiskillingme · 4 months
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maybe I deserved better but I wanted you.
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pants-lint · 1 year
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Just had a Thought and now I'm curious. What's you guy's strangest comfort media? It doesn't have to be strange as in like creepy/fucked up/whatever, it can just be smthn a lil odd.
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kvothes · 8 months
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pornography by richard siken, in the diagram
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wheatfieldspoet · 29 days
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angels are real, mine lives in chicago
when people ask how i survived 3 years in a graveyard shift, i tell them it’s because i have friends on the other side.
i threw a line out the sea and ended up being found, your tug on the invisible string pulling everything into place.
more than half a day away, but time stands still for us enough to fit years of stories in the palms of our hands.
even if we’ve only shared smiles from afar, your wings cross oceans to carry your laugh to me.
when i make it to you, you’ll give me a place to rest, tangible to match the astral one you’ve already granted.
distance and time zones are nothing at all when i carry you in my pocket, guardian dear.
now, like sun and moon, we trade waking hours. still, i fall asleep holding your goodnight text-shaped hand.
— Jade A.
escapril day 2: change of state
napowrimo.net day 2: write a platonic love poem
for @darlingwendy
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weltonboys · 10 months
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caitlyn siehl
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caruccio · 28 days
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They told me to make her fall in love, I had to make her laugh. But everytime she laughs. I'm the one who falls in love.
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bebx · 6 months
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fandom-trash-goblin · 2 months
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i beg you to love me, say that i'm enough, but you tell me— why are you like this? i think there's something wrong with you.
for @shestrying
thanks to @acelania for finding the unknowns!
in image / desperation sits heavy on my tongue, tumblr user tullipsink / mary oliver, ‘north country’ / virginia woolf, letter to violet dickinson / in image / blythe baird, from if my body could speak / Alice in Bed: A Play' by Susan Sontag (link in comment) / lynee rae perkins, criss cross / elena ferrante, Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay' (trans. Ann Goldstein) / rainer maria rilke, from rilke’s book of hours / in image/ in image
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