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August 2, 2015

"All my stories are about being left,
all yours about leaving. So we should have known.
Should have..."

“All my stories are about being left,

all yours about leaving. So we should have known.

Should have known to leave well enough alone;

we knew, and we didn’t. You said let’s put

our cards on the table, your card

was your body, the table my bed.”

- From Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another by Jan Heller Levi (via hush-syrup)
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Published on August 02, 2015 15:38

inelegancies:

how did you come to meall your holy vacants at your feet, was i ever jealous and who...

inelegancies:



how did you come to me

all your holy vacants at your feet, was i ever jealous 
and who was it that turned the hazards off so the battery wouldn’t die and we could still listen to the radio until they came for you 

‘you need me either way’ 

a car as a grave, a car as a wedding bed, you wrapping our hands in plantain leaves (for the cuts) and pulling some willow bows down to the push the car further into the dark (from the cops)

‘i’ll always mean less to you than what you mean to me’

for now, for ever, i will only see you walking backwards up the hill and holding your phone up to take a picture of the car with me frowning next to it, and you coming back and holding it out to me in one hand, the backlit white in the not quite sunrise, and you saying ‘see them’ and when i turned around there was nothing 

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Published on August 02, 2015 15:32

"… Come with all your shame
come with your swollen heart
I’ve never seen anything more beautiful..."

“… Come with all your shame

come with your swollen heart

I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you.”

- Warsan Shire, from “First Thought After Seeing You Smile” (via fifty-shvdes-of-blvck)
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Published on August 02, 2015 08:52

August 1, 2015

do you have any advice for small, young poets? x

Sometimes it hurts a lot and that’s not always beautiful and they’ll try to tell you that it is and that’s how poetry is made but it’s not and they’re wrong and you’ve got to remember that

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Published on August 01, 2015 14:19

in this story, you stay parked two houses down from my heart. always. i leave the doors wide open...

in this story, you stay parked two houses down from my heart. always. i leave the doors wide open and don’t worry about the thieves. the cracks in the windows let the sunlight in. when i beg you please, come in, stay for tea, stay forever, you drive away. always. chasing other things. rabbits, headlights, that one part of the sky that leaks like a tap. 

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Published on August 01, 2015 10:40

"You’re going to do
something terrible,
you’re going to kiss
someone else
with that mouth.
And I..."

“You’re going to do

something terrible,

you’re going to kiss

someone else

with that mouth.

And I will not forgive you,

because I will not know

how to forget

that my skin is mine

but mostly it’s yours.

We were charting

another Atlantis together

on the map of my body,

And I’m taking it back now.

Your knowledge,

my secrets,

my gasps when you touch me

there, and there,

how these new worlds were

for you.

So you’ll kiss another mouth,

and maybe you’ll enjoy it,

maybe it’ll taste like new summer

or wild berries

or something you’ve never

had on your tongue before

but when you come back for me

with your hands wide open

I will not come,

I will not look for you,

and I will not forgive you.”

- Azra.T., “Another Mouth”, directly inspired by Caitlyn Siehl’s “That Mouth”
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Published on August 01, 2015 10:19

OMF YOU'RE MOTHER IS SO SMOL YOUR FAMILY IS CUTE

my mama is tiny but trust me she knows how to make everyone feel her presence 

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Published on August 01, 2015 09:05

"there are things my body
could never grasp before you.
Touch me– 
I shred.
I shed."

“there are things my body

could never grasp before you.

Touch me– 

I shred.

I shed.”

- Salma Deera, xo (via writingwillows)
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Published on August 01, 2015 04:19

July 31, 2015

My boyfriend says he wishes I had a spine, a backbone. He said it to me last night and I just don't understand. What does this mean, lovely?

That’s not a very nice thing to say. To call someone spineless is calling them cowardly and ineffectual and weak. It’s even worse that he didn’t explain what he meant or why he said that. It could be that perhaps you do need to be braver or speak up for yourself more but he didn’t say that. That’s not constructive or helpful it’s just snide. I don’t like your boyfriend.

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Published on July 31, 2015 20:28

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