bodied & wingless

Will it lighten?

[agreatlonging]

Of course I would like to die but only as a joke

[amenpop]

[uncasts]

[afternoonpoetics]

from "CHAPEL OF THE GREEN LORD" by Paige Lewis (taken from her book "Space Struck")

[text ID: "to my question: If this world / is a plucked violin string, am I part / of its sound or its stillness?" // end ID]

[partnersinplaid]

Happy New Year from the USA, ladies and theys 😘😘😘

[loulawoolf]

Cheers to my hot as hell girlfriend 🤍😍

[heavensghost]

[agreatlonging]

All I can do is defend, defend, defend. Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me. Kill me.

[weltenwellen]

“The feeling of leaving / your body instead of the room”

— Elaine Kahn, “ROMANCE,” Romance or the End: Poems 

[lifeinpoetry]

“memory, too, / lives in my body / not my brain.”

— Olivia Gatwood, from Life of the Party

[dhaaruni]

I’m Telling the Truth but I’m Lying: Essays by Bassey Ipki

[lifeinpoetry]

i’ve always been a wounded child asking god for righteousness for justice 

            and now i’m 

                                  asking god 

                                                      to understand 

                                                                   that i can never live with forgiveness at my lips

— Ashley Miranda, from “the fool says,” No Faithfulness in My Mouth

[everythingstarstuff]

[section8babe]

omg this made me cry

[leggurs]

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[sigmundfreud]

“All I want is a voice to talk me through the night from time to time when I wake and can’t remember the room.”

— Lisa Olstein, from “This Season It’s All About 3D” in Little Stranger (via pigmenting)

[lifeinpoetry]

“From distance, I swallow the rain down to its slowest blade and still can’t / tell if I am the thinned silver of God’s fallen tongue or its bloody song.”

— Scherezade Siobhan, from “Sifar,” published in jubilat

[lifeinpoetry]

“There are days when I believe / I wrote my illness into existence.”

— Nancy Huang, from “My Mouth Is Full of Burning Candles,” Favorite Daughter

[haleyincarnate]

Quote by Ijeoma Umebinyuo

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“All I was was my body. Bleeding. Bleeding. But not crying.”

— Lidia Yuknavitch, from “The Chronology of Water: A Memoir,” wr. c. 2011