Azra Tabassum's Blog, page 83

I'm in love and it's soft and gentle.

How it should be.

Don't be mad 'cause you're short all the time.

You are an inch shorter than me, you asshole. 

"Ask me if I’ve called my mother. Ask me if I miss you. Ask me if I haven’t showered in five days...."

“Ask me if I’ve called my mother.

Ask me if I miss you.

Ask me if I haven’t showered in five days.

Ask me if I’m still wearing your dirty clothes.

Ask me whether I’ve brushed my hair.

Ask me if the kitchen cabinets have been touched in weeks.

Ask me about the dust.

Ask me about the phone calls.

Ask me about the 5AM drunk and the way I’ve been standing in the dark, letting the shadows hug my hips because your hands are gone.

Ask me to come back.

Ask me why the long silences make it feel like there’s a river in my stomach.

Ask me if it will swallow me whole.

Ask me if I want your mouth back.

Ask me if I want my tongue back.

Ask me if I miss you.

Ask me if I’ve ate.

Ask me if God exists inside of me anymore.

Ask me where the music is.

Ask me where the symphony is.

Tell me where you are.

And then ask me if I miss you.”

- Azra.T “Lipstick Poem” (via 5000letters)

If I were to tattoo my body with one of your poems which poem would you like to see?

“To lie in the warm expanse of your back, 
to kiss those sun-speckled freckles, 
to be warm and gentle together, 
to drink you into honey. 
That’s all.”

"You walk into a bar and you find God. You walk into a bar and you find another girl. You walk into a..."

“You walk into a bar and you find God. You walk into a bar and you find another girl. You walk into a bar and find God in that girl and somehow she sees him, too. Holding your hand.  Walking your feet in her direction. You walk into a bar and you fall in love and love looks like every apology you couldn’t say, and love looks like redemption and forgiveness and it looks like this girl with her hands on your body, between your thighs, licking your mouth open with hers. You fall in love with God and that girl becomes yours. You fall in love with that girl and God finds you, holding his hand, against all odds, smiling into that eternal light.”

- Azra.T., Holy Bars

writingwillows:Thirst (2009) dir. by Chan-wook Park

writingwillows:

Thirst (2009) dir. by Chan-wook Park

"…the one true blasphemy:Love and love and love and love andlove and love and love and love and..."

“…the one true blasphemy:

Love and love and love and love and

love and love and love and love and love

and love and love and love and love and

love and love and love and love and love

and love and love and love and love and

love is crowding the street and needs only air

and it lives, over there, in the distance burning.”

- Tina Chang, from “Fury” 

"when you kiss mei am reduced to my most. basic. elementsseveral buckets of watera trash bag of..."

“when you kiss me

i am reduced to my most. basic. elements

several buckets of water

a trash bag of carbon

a shot glass packed with salt

i become the empty space between all this matter

a phantom dancing in the body of a gutted house

your mouth knows my architecture so well

that every time you lean in

i’m surprised you don’t pass

right through me.”

- Sam Sax, “the handsome phalangesist’s lament,” published in Union Station Magazine 

Phone aesthetics, I tag wethinkwedream rustyvoices figmentalism

Phone aesthetics, I tag wethinkwedream rustyvoices figmentalism 

How did your parents react when you moved all the way to Edinburgh?

They were sad and still are but it was a necessary step for me.