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@pesosxloot
Spit Fire
I strike a match
And you're alive.
Sulfur to light.
Your name the air
I begin to speak.
We're two flames
Learning each other's spark
Before learning the space
Between distance.
I've never held a matchstick
Until it's almost devoured
The entire stick.
To feel it shiver before it burns
Tossed out of my hand.
I carry your heat
Your well being
Across the fire of my heart.
Some nights my chest glows
Beneath a window of skin.
Through my throat
Smoke escapes.
And I trace your outline
In the dark.
From what you give
I've learned to carry other pieces
Of you.
Unstuck. Still dreaming.
I swallowed my own flame
With nowhere else to go.
Trying to stay lit
Without the cupped hands of your name
To keep it warm.
I swallowed my own flame
After snapping so many pieces of you.
Trying to keep you alive
Inside of me.
Learning that with distance comes
Wind.
I've been told that souls
Don't separate.
But they've never held a matchstick
Long enough to feel it quiver
Always aware.
Always reaching.
Meanwhile
Inside of me,
My shadow dances at the tip
Of the stick,
Learning how to spit fire.
Kewayne Wadley
– Jackie Wang
Forgive yourself
“To make the right choices in life, you have to get in touch with your soul. To do this, you need to experience solitude, which most people are afraid of, because in the silence you hear the truth and know the solutions.”
— Deepak Chopra
Saul Williams
Literally
"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."
We have & do 😍🥰
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@thoughtstherapy
Just learned about garden path sentences.
They’re basically a literary prank– the sentence starts out in such a way that you think you know where it’s going, but the way it ends completely changes the meaning while still being a complete and logical sentence. Usually it deals with double meanings, or with words that can be multiple parts of speech, like nouns and verbs or nouns and adjectives.
So we get gems like
The old man the boat. (The old people are manning the boat)
The complex houses married and single soldiers and their families. (The apartment complex is home to both married and single soldiers, plus their families)
The prime number few. (People who are excellent are few in number.)
The cotton clothing is usually made of grows in Mississipi. (The cotton that clothing is made of)
The man who hunts ducks out on weekends. (As in he ducks out of his responsibilities)
We painted the wall with cracks. (The cracked wall is the one that was pained.)
filthy-sickworld
you follow the advice of the people around you who are the most toxic, unhealed version of themselves. and you expect yourself to excel after following that advice?