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February 5, 2016

wordsdancemag:tristamateer:I just wanted to let you all know that I absolutely realize there’s been...

wordsdancemag:

tristamateer:

I just wanted to let you all know that I absolutely realize there’s been a lack of new poetry over the last couple weeks or so, but I am working on two books with primarily new content! Both of which I expect to be out sometime this year, barring like, unforeseeable issues. One is tentatively titled STAY and will feature some pretty cool color interior art if everything comes together. The other is a collaborative book with Ashe Vernon that should be put out through Words Dance. More details to come as things shape up!

So this is happening!!


@amanda-oaks​:  welp okay okay cool @tristamateer & @latenightcornerstore​. thx for deep frying my heart in a cauldron of honey before 9am jfc (it’s so good y’all, omg!) <—- my reaction after reading through what is finished of the manuscript.



#i am shitting myself over this book #like oh my god #OH MY GOD #you are not ready #NONE OF YOU ARE PREPARED #LIKE EVEN A LITTLE BIT #gird your loins #gird your hearts #prepare to cry


I needed to share @joneshowell‘s tags with everyone

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Published on February 05, 2016 22:11

you have the absolute loveliest handwriting <3

Aw, thank you, darling! To be honest, my handwriting is just trying its hardest to be my mother’s handwriting. I’ve never met anyone with prettier handwriting than my mom. My handwriting looks like if my mom’s handwriting got drunk and tried to walk a straight line. Like–it’s totally wasted but it’s decent at faking being sober? That’s my handwriting.

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Published on February 05, 2016 21:59

the-witchy-academic:

One of the reasons I love Ashe Vernon: she...



the-witchy-academic:



One of the reasons I love Ashe Vernon: she puts this in the end pages of her poetry book




My Mother Didn’t Know was essentially my excuse to shout misc sex ed knowledge into the void

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Published on February 05, 2016 21:39

manderzzzz17:

I was so excited for this to arrive. Not only did...





manderzzzz17:



I was so excited for this to arrive. Not only did i love it, but what a lovely note.




My little book is starting to show up at people’s doors and I’m so happy about it

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Published on February 05, 2016 21:39

wordsdancemag:

Get 15% off Belly of the Beast by...



wordsdancemag:



Get 15% off Belly of the Beast by @latenightcornerstore!

Use coupon code: WKDFLASH

Links: paperback + eBook editions


HEY LOOK IT’S A SALE!!

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Published on February 05, 2016 13:22

February 4, 2016

latenightcornerstore:
“The poems you are about to encounter are...





latenightcornerstore:


“The poems you are about to encounter are the fierce time capsules of girlhood, girded with sharp elbows, surprise kisses, the meanders of wanderlust. We need voices this strong, this true for the singing reminds us that we are not alone, that someone, somewhere is listening for the faint pulse that is our wish to be seen. Grab hold, this voice will be with us forever.”


– RA Washington
GuidetoKulchurCleveland.com

You can get my first book here!

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Published on February 04, 2016 15:13

February 3, 2016

"It seems like every time I sit down to write about our bodies,
I spin us something holy: our moans..."

“It seems like every time I sit down to write about our bodies,

I spin us something holy: our moans turned scripture,

our mouths flooded with communion wine.

I want to take you by the hips and build our gospel.

Except, I wonder if I’m afraid to name you

without the metaphor: like the honeysuckle holy of you

would burn my tongue if I took it in vain. See,

you leave sunspots on my vision.

Your hands are softer than any altar and twice as sacred.

Your mouth keeps me up at night,

even when you are two cities over. Even

when it’s been days without you in my bed. Even then.

See, there is heat. And there is friction.

And then there’s us, and we are something else, altogether.

Some kind of burning. But you have never been

all-consuming. You have never been Almighty.

You are a pair of hands I never want to let go of,

and maybe that’s its own religion, but maybe it isn’t.

Maybe, I can still come to you on hands and knees,

and it doesn’t have to be a kind of praying. It could be

my mouth and your thighs, and the way you moaning my name

splits the quiet.

Maybe we don’t have to be a pocket of heaven to be

just as beautiful. So, if I become more choir than angel,

if you become more tenement than temple,

if we stop trying so hard to be so sacred,

we might find that heaven was never as gorgeous

as we are.”

- SACRILEGE REDUX by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
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Published on February 03, 2016 23:00

I know I’ve mentioned that I’m in the process of putting together two books, but did I mention that...

I know I’ve mentioned that I’m in the process of putting together two books, but did I mention that one of them is a collaborative book with @tristamateer and it’s coming out through Words Dance? Because you should be excited as hell.

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Published on February 03, 2016 09:40

February 2, 2016

"I want you to kiss me,
but not like that.
I wanted to be wanted, but
better than this.
More than..."

“I want you to kiss me,

but not like that.

I wanted to be wanted, but

better than this.

More than this.

I want to be the place you run to

when the whole world is burning, but

no–

no, not like that. Please,

not like this. I don’t want

to be your fire escape.

I don’t want to be the way

you run away from this.”

- NO, NOT LIKE THAT by Ashe Vernon
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Published on February 02, 2016 08:58

February 1, 2016

"A FIELD GUIDE TO LOVING YOURSELF
….
When you’re second choice, you will always
catch yourself..."

“A FIELD GUIDE TO LOVING YOURSELF

….

When you’re second choice, you will always

catch yourself wishing that they had

had the decency not to love you.

Because not being loved doesn’t sound

half as bad as

not being loved enough.

So you fashion your heart into a cigar box;

you give it a clasp, a hinge, and a lock.

You package up old loves gone stale.

You haze the room of your rib cage

with secondhand smoke.

You brag about the ones who almost loved you

like they’d loved you, and hold the burning

to your lips.

You paint your mouth red with

the cherry of the cigarette,

whatever it takes to feel beautiful,

without them.

The love you’re looking for looks

like a fourth story apartment,

like a window with a view,

like a blanket across the back of an armchair,

like candlelight in the living room.

It looks the way Christmas at your mother’s

never felt. Love looks

like drowning and flying all at once; it looks

like a one-way plane ticket.

It looks like you, darling.

It looks just like you.”

- A FIELD GUIDE TO LOVING YOURSELF, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
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Published on February 01, 2016 23:00