#poetry

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Nikita Gill

[weltenwellen]

Louise Glück, from “A Myth Of Innocence”, Poems 1962-2012

[two-bees-poetry]

so soft it hurts

[apoemaday]

How Lucky We Are That You Can't Sell a Poem

by Gregory Orr

How lucky we are That you can’t sell A poem, that it has No value. Might As well Give it away.

That poem you love, That saved your life, Wasn’t it given to you?

[golden-letters]

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

[geryone]

Goatsong, Leila Chatti

[lena-oleanderson]

also a poem from the new, unreleased collection. very possibly my own all-time favourite.

[vexheart]

[writing-is-a-martial-art]

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

[thoughtkick]

my mom told me.. “a person who values you, wouldn’t ever put themselves in a position to lose you.” and that really hit deep.

Unknown

[arylleth]

to love someone is firstly to confess: i'm prepared to be devastated by you. by A History of My Brief Body by Billy-Ray Belcourt

[weltenwellen]

Emily Harman, "Tender, the Bruise"

[halflifesk666]

[sunsbleeding]

[quotefeeling]

Angry people want you to see how powerful they are. Loving people want you to see how powerful you are.

Chief Red Eagle