I Wrote About You

Jasmina/29 This is where I write all of my poetry, and I often publish excerpts from longer stuff (novels, short stories) as well. I like love stories. Message me if you like it/have a request!

[ss-writess]

“I don’t say things I don’t mean. So when I say I want you, understand that.”

[tragicwaif]

People are always writing fanfiction about how it’s abusive for tom to hit jerry with the big mallet and jerey has mallet PTSD and gets a restraining order out on tom and starts going to a domestic violence survivors support group. stuff like this. Sometimes I like it but sometimes it irks me.

[bakwaaas]

just another long hard day of contributing to low birth rates

[jasminawritespoetry]

[jasminawritespoetry]

“The Ugly Stepsiste”

[jasminawritespoetry]

"Please, don’t write me a letter

My face isn’t shaped the same

Since you last laid your hand across it"

-Digital Age, (Part IV)

[jasminawritespoetry]

"Don’t ask me for closure

I’ve split apart your syntax

Noted every comma splice and verb tense

All your punctuation is scattered through my subconscious

Overwrought ribbons of film reel

And red-drenched copy"

-Digital Age (Part III)

[jasminawritespoetry]

In my mind, your words are a playlist

Set to a film reel

A shaft of sunlight through a car window

Or dark hair shot through with streaks of gold

Fingers running over ink-driven scars

And the fossils in the limestone

-Digital Age (Part II)

[jasminawritespoetry]

If you need closure, don’t ask me.

Your digital footprint

Is stamped across my cheeks

And in the thunderstorm of my

Second December

I still have yet to tear to pieces

A single word you wrote to me

-"Digital Age" (Part I)

[jasminawritespoetry]

I drove home in horror

On July 9th

Played a song in the car

About loving someone so much

You could feel it crawling inside you

And driving you insane

It may all have been a lie

That day in my sunlit kitchen

Your tear-stricken face

In your driver’s seat

It may all have been a lie

--"That July 9th"

[jasminawritespoetry]

You and I are connected

3 days before I entered the world

You were there

And that light

Has spanned continents

I tasted the fruit

And swam through the light blue water

On a boat, I smoked like fire

And held someone in my arms

Who I never thought I’d lose

And lost them

You opened up a house

And let me walk through all the rooms

Met me at the door

With an apron and a light

Beaming out of your hands

You threw me a party

Because you knew, somehow

And I don’t believe in astrology

Or the tarot cards across my feed

But I do believe that between you and I

We bring snow

To the emptiest nights

And pull sunlight

Out of the thunderstorms

-"Ode to Harry Styles"

[jasminawritespoetry]

"My hair still stands on end

when I dream of you,

And these aches weren’t there a year ago,

When I told you that I would wait

And it still wasn’t enough for you—

To take a deep breath

And open your eyes.

I’ve written a thousand incantations,

and with any one of them,

 I can round a corner,

or step into that convenience store,

around the aisle,

and I’ll see you,

your face wretched and alive,

 with the final lock hanging open from your lips."

-"Damsel" excerpt

[jasminawritespoetry]

"And just in time

To save myself

I grew up"

-"Self-Portrait, 22"

[jasminawritespoetry]

And still, I am threatened by your haunting

That, at any moment,

I could round a corner and run into you

And if I did,

I would be the one who went see-through

-"The Haunting"

[jasminawritespoetry]

"If it’s real enough, I swear I could find you

The spiderwebbed branches

Like the gossamer beat of a butterfly’s wings

Crushed between my fingers

The green rush

Fresh blood

An echo of what happened when I—

Buried myself underground

And ate the world

After myself."

-"Metamorphosis"

[jasminawritespoetry]

—“If I’m not Jesus, does that make me Judas?”

[jasminawritespoetry]

“A Tale of Two Cities”

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