[prendredesiestes]

greetings: about me

part of majority, a deep desire for non-existence and kind friendships.

dislikes the prolong writing of 15 page essays (only the writing part, i enjoy reading such essays)

subsequently, i am fond of writing poetry, albeit my amateur skill at writing it. i am open to criticism, since self-improvement is something i adore.

that is all.

may the universe enlighten your very being.

eternally exhausted,

sieste!

[prendredesiestes]

august is a sunday

5th of august, 2025 - 1:49 am

the days glisten with sorrow, uneasiness really.

i was called 'aloof' earlier, sitting in the passenger seat with my sole focus on the mirror.

and i am slow.

how much shall i shrink until i am seen?

i shrink and i shrink, and i dont know how longer i must make myself so small to be understood.

being held in the palm of someone's hands is like a dog wondering when they will be free to experience the sun once more - never ending wonder of unease and simply cold. it does feel like a sunday, after all.

no rest here for the lonesome, god.

infinitely exhausted,

sieste!

[mournfulroses]

Anne Truitt, from a diary entry featured in Daybook: The Journal of an Artist

[soracities]

Charles Wright, from "Thinking of Georg Trakl", Country Music: Selected Early Poems [ID'd]

[aridante]

what resembles the grave but isn’t, anne boyer // i didn’t apologize to the well, mahmoud darwish (trans. fady joudah).

[certifiedlibraryposts]

Whatever gets people in the door i guess

[anauro]

this is how regulus got barty and evan to join him in the library...

[icedteadrinker]

[classycookiexo]

[brutalistarchitecture2]

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

{Words by José Olivarez from Citizen Illegal /@fatimaamerbilal , from even flesh eaters don't want me.}

[orpheuslament]

may the state of israel crash & burn within our lifetime amen

[talesfromthecrypts]

Periods should come with some kind of psychic attack so I can like knock the phones out of hands of people who listen to loud videos in public and pop the tires of people with evil bumper stickers. I feel I'm owed that for the horrors

[shortgaything]

i will never be fucking angelic

[whimsigothwitch-deactivated2026]

Whimsical glass bottles

[homunculus-argument]

Worldbuilding: A culture whose funeral practices involve ritualistically beating the shit out of the corpse while yelling at the deceased, scolding the dead for dying. "If only you had not [___], if only you would have [___], then you would still be with me, then I would not beat you now."

It's culturally understood that blaming the dead isn't blaming them, as much as the anguished structure of the poem is accusatory and clearly in rage. Even if the loved ones of the dead could not see it at the time - as grief wins over reason every time - it's understood that the more absurd the demands of what the dead should have done to avoid dying are, the more obviously it was nobody's fault. Such as accusing the elderly for failing to stop the passage of time, or an infant for not being strong enough to swallow.

"Fine, but I wll beat your corpse if you do", is a common go-to line of guilt-tripping mothers who do not want their children to do something that they've decided is dangerous. The mental image of one's own grieving mother beating the shit out of your corpse after you die of something stupid has a varying success rate in deterring teenagers from doing inadvisable things, but the most important thing is that it's not a threat, it's a promise.

[weltenwellen]

Hanif Abdurraqib interviewed by Ruth Awad: Joy Is Not Promised to You

[metamorphesque]

Brief Poems, Vera Pavlova