Joy Sullivan, âBlue", Instructions for Traveling West
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Joy Sullivan, âBlue", Instructions for Traveling West
Thatâs how stories happen â with a turning point, an unexpected twist. Thereâs only one kind of happiness, but misfortune comes in all shapes and sizes. Itâs like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story. â Haruki Murakami
I am not well. I could have built the Pyramids with the effort it takes me to cling on to life and reason.
Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice.
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âThe dream of my life Is to lie down by a slow river And stare at the light in the treesâ To learn something by being nothing A little whileâŠâ
â Mary Oliver, from Devotions;Â âEntering the Kingdomâ (via hvorenn)
A call-back to this little RP search post. Bullet points: still write Hangman, and still offering forever-homes (or homing perches) for Rooster. Platform is discord, age requirement is 20 or up, and advanced literacy is a must. Please be comfortable with NSFW content. I've a large interest in exploring ABO dynamics and feel-good plots or tropes, but would be very happy to brainstorm ideas together.
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rooster: hey hangman, are you awake?
hangman: what
rooster: are you awake?
hangman:
rooster:
hangman: who the fuck do you think said what?
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âNights are hot and cold and shadowed with sound. The moon goes yellow under our lids and even our memory dries in the grass.â
â Sadie Hoagland, from section III of âHere, then Gone,â Five Points (vol. 18, no. 3, 2018)
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