#richard siken poetry

[traumatizeddfox]

Richard Siken, From Crush; “Wishbone”

[mdemn]

WANTING IS A FILTHY THING. BUT I LEARNED GREED BEFOFE I LEARNED SHAME.

red doc - anne carson , first love / late spring - mitski , starvation - maya angelou , let dead dogs lay - silas denver melvin (@sweatermuppet), wishbone - richard siken, a self portrait against red wallpaper - richard siken, truisms - jenny holzer, stop telling me i should’ve died too - tumblr user @tankgotstuckinthecircusgate, many hands - lingua ignota, hungry thread of nerves - fatima aamer bilal

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[asoftepiloguemylove]

"In the dream I don't tell anyone, you put your head in my lap."

Richard Siken, I Had A Dream About You

[rottin6]

richard siken on twitter

[goldemise]

good omens (2019-) // scheherazade, richard siken (2005)

[sapphirehearteyes]

One of my favorite bits of poetry is giving Aemond repressed feelings

[feltpoetry]

“someone has to leave first. this is a very old story. there is no other version of this story.”

richard siken

[betaot4]

sometimes when im writing a shitty essay i pretend im writing my yaoi it helps

[ughitsmimi]

sorry about the blood in your mouth,

i wish it was mine.

-crush // richard siken

[kvothes]

richard siken, in pithead chapel

[mdemn]

because it was my brand the last time i was on tumblr, i will continue to be on my bullshit and post excerpts from crush by richard siken and apply them to the mafia trilogy.

for example:

vito promising joe he won’t die in the war because they’ve been through too much shit to not die together, side be side, sharing the same pool of blood. reiterating how their hearts beat together, no matter what. and joe believes him because vito doesn’t break a promise.

or my favourite doomed-by-the-narrative henry tomasino who always knew he’d die before he was old so he said to himself he would always be ready yet he meets vito & joe and suddenly every day he’s waking up praying for one more day while simultaneously looking at them for a moment too long wondering just which one will be his undoing and finding he wouldn’t mind, either way.

imagine: someone’s pulling a gun, and you’re jumping into the middle of it. you didn’t think you’d feel this way.

[typewriter-worries]

I'll Eat You Up, I Love You So

A Primer For the Small Weird Loves, Richard Siken | The Embrace II, Ron Hicks | Henry and June: From “A Journal of Love,” The Unexpurgated Diary (1931-1932) of Anaïs Nin, Henry Miller (@theoptia) | the night belongs to lovers, Ilaria Ratti | Dark. Sweet.: New & Selected Poems, Linda Hogan (@feral-ballad) | Intimacy, Angelica Alzona | Shame is an Ocean I Swim Across, Mary Lambert (@synbeam) | The Kiss, Edvard Munch | Summer Morn in New Hampshire, Claude McKay

[moonstoast]

@rbhvleo // roberto ferri // mothering by ainslie hogarth // rainer maria rilke // ? // planet of love by richard siken // a self portrait in letters by anne sexton // indian summer by ron hicks

[saltair-and-palemoonlight]

Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.

@dog-teeth/nobody - mitski/@ lilrainpoety on instagram/little weirds - jenny slate/@blossomfully/@chaandajaan/strawberry blond - mitski/wishbone - richard siken/salt - salma deera/unable to find a source/mia hollow/the unabridged journals of sylvia plath/nobody - mitski/crush - richard siken

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Richard Siken, Crush/Lora Mathis, If There's A Way Out I'll Take It

[metamorphesque]

Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out, Richard Siken.