poems that didn't make it into Side Wounds and why series, part 1:
Precious Wound
i've recently put out my first poetry collection Side Wounds (you can read it here for free) and in honour of that, here's some poems that didn't make the cut. some of these are poems i specifically wrote for side wounds, others are old faves - this is the latter
so why wouldn't a poem quite literally titled precious wound end up in Side Wounds the poetry collection?? well, this poem is about a friendship that simply needed to end and not because either party died. in the collection, the Wound ended up being my recurring metaphor for grief, and having this poem in there would've been confusing.
second to that, there isn't really any section of the collection that this poem would've fit into. part I is about grief, both the immediate personal reality of it, and the way it shapes my relationships with other people. part II is loosely defined as medical school antics (and by that i mean overworking and excessive medical imagery). part III is about survival and hope and healing and love and (healthy) friendships and other good reasons to live. part IV is about queerness; my complicated relationship with god being an overarching theme throughout the whole collection. the sections bleed into each other, of course, but regardless, there isn't a place for this poem in any of them. sometimes a person doesn't fit into your life like pain doesn't fit into your heart and a poem doesn't fit into your poetry collection - and that's just that
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Chapter two: Then hate me when thou wilt
Summary:
Bond arrives back in England battered and bruised after going MIA at the end of a dodgy mission. Q takes it upon himself to take care of the stubborn 'double-oh' agent. The following events take them on a journey neither of them was expecting...
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Chapter two summary:
Bond tiptoes around an exhausted Q, grateful of course for saving his life, although he won't admit it. Bond is keeping a secret from Q that could change the course of Q's life and by proxy his own...
Takes place not long after the events of Skyfall. Lots of Bond blatantly flirting and lots of Q being awkward. The whole thing is a hilarious mess and I love them. PAINFULLY SLOW-BURN! They're idiots who don't know how to be normal and have a conversation but that's half the fun.
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i just hate when players do this and people call them “warriors” i know you wanna play in the playoffs to help your team but YOUR FINGERS ARE LITERALLY BROKEN MY GUY THEY COULD NEVER GROW BACK TOGETHER THE RIGHT WAY im crying
my poor cringefail wifes i love them all so much i hope they all take the rest they need
GOD I hope they get rest too :((
breaking soooo much character right now to give my fullest take, and it’s that we can hold multiple ideas in our minds and i don’t think they conflict
playing through injuries is terrible.
They are whole adult human beings and professional athletes who have resources to keep them informed about long term consequences, and they still get to make those choices even if we hate the choices they make. Even if those choices drastically reduce the length of their career. Even if those choices end with long term heath complications.
i might lose some people on this one but i don’t care!! it’s what I believe: being disabled or chronically ill/injured/in pain is not a death sentence. it is not the worst thing in the world. people live full and happy lives whilst also being disabled. can it suck for the person living through it? yes. absolutely. but to me, people are not and never will be defined by how able-bodied they are!!!
All of this is true (to me) and also we can still condemn the circumstances that cause them to make these choices. (culture of not wanting to be seen as soft, the normalisation/valorisation of playing through injury, all the other [gestures wildly] forces at play that set athletes up to make these decisions) Like i’m sorry to get political but choices do not exist in vacuums. sports does not exist separated from hegemonic models of masculinity or capitalism. there are so so so many reasons a player might choose to harm themselves by playing through injury and not all of them are noble or valid, some of them are stupid and informed by bullshit!!! and we should be mad at that bullshit!! because it’s awful!!!!
these are their jobs, and i’m talking in the sense that they are performing labour and i think labour laws and workplace health and safety must apply here too. I think we have to start talking about these things in terms of workers rights, in amongst all of the compassion we have for them as players. there’s the pressure to perform due to contract status and salary bonus milestones; there’s team doctors having direct conflicts of interest, a monetary and cultural incentive to look the other way when clearing people to play; there’s the plain fact of the best possible safety equipment (cages/bowls, neck guards, cut resistant protective gear) not being mandatory; the blatant denial of CTE coming from the league itself. there’s a lot. and it’s a workers rights issue, not just a moral one. someone will play through xyz because of the culture, because of the pressure, and they will die from it.
EVEN STILL. there is beauty and narrative resonance and something compelling about it all, and I don’t want to deny that. as someone looking from the outside in, sports captures people’s hearts because of these narratives. sacrifice and teamwork and triumph — we have an appetite for these things. I am never going to sit here and deny that I feel compelled by it (which is simultaneous to the anger, the fear, the deep deep well of “i’m sorry you have feel you have to do this”) This appetite I/we as a society have for pain — unpacking it and addressing it is a whole other conversation and I am not qualified to have it. I’m just going to acknowledge it exists because I think pretending it doesn’t would be dishonest of me.
we are allowed to feel fucked up about all of this. call it parasocial, call it entitled, call it inappropriate, i don’t know!! we are people and knowing other people are in pain tends to fuck us up — and as much as I try to keep a healthy distance from these celebrities, as much as I remind myself they’re strangers, I care when they’re hurt because I’m human.
anyway. YES OUR POOR CRINGEFAIL WIVES 😭🤲
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Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: James Bond (Craig Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: James Bond/Q
Additional Tags: Q's cats are his children, James Bond Is A Menace, James Bond Being James Bond, James Bond Has Issues, Pining Q (James Bond), Oblivious Q (James Bond), James Bond Flirts, James Bond Has Feelings, Pre-James Bond/Q, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Title from a Phoebe Bridgers Song, Song: Punisher (Phoebe Bridgers), Q is a cat dad, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Eventual Romance, My First Work in This Fandom, Childhood Trauma, Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, I started learning code for this, I Wrote This While Listening to Phoebe Bridgers' Music, I will never know peace, Pre-Movie: SPECTRE (2015), Post-Movie: Skyfall (2012), Q takes care of James Bond, Q Has a Crush (James Bond), Q has a backstory (James Bond), Movie: Bright star (2009) references, Q robs a pharmacy, i won't explain myself, BAMF Q (James Bond), Banter
Summary below the cut
“How are we going to explain the gunshot wound to the nurses?” Good point. Q quietly ponders this for a moment.
“Q?”
“Umm. I’ll say we were experimenting with airsoft guns, and I hit you close range by mistake because of my poor eyesight or something…” Q says rounding a corner, it’s only a couple more blocks until he reaches the airport.
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Bond arrives back in England battered and bruised after going MIA at the end of a dodgy mission. Q takes it upon himself to take care of the stubborn 'double o' agent. The following events lead to feelings neither of them are sure how to express...
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Takes place not long after the events of Skyfall. Lots of Bond blatantly flirting and lots of Q being awkward. The whole thing is a hilarious mess and I love them. PAINFULLY SLOW-BURN! They're idiots who don't know how to be normal and have a conversation but that's half the fun.
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