It's my 14 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
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It's my 14 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
Night train, silver moon
You ask me why I'm flying
To float on ashen wing
To choke on dust and feather
Oh moon, you are a liar
It's right we should pretend
And lie with one another
It's right we should be twins
For I have loved no other
— Beggar’s Blues, by Mark Lanegan
Spring invaded my vision, fleshy red blooms diffusing behind my eyelids like daybreak. I don’t remember the last time it touched our spectral borders. A red band of light glittering across a blue horizon as deep as mourning.
A toothache lingers dully, smoldering through the roof of my mouth.
I am crazed with longing. My tombs ache with it. I have skinned my knees stumbling on the broken sidewalk outside of your apartment. I have touched the wounds to your sheets. Cracks explode across the concrete in startled relief. You press your fingers into my mouth and tell god how much you want me.
I have never been able to discern the difference between need and desire. It all burns the same to me.
📸 by Edward Steichen, early 1900s
I started writing you a letter but it turned into a poem about god and lemons
What was the message the Mormon missionaries shared with you over cold coffee and prepackaged baked goods? What is the cosmology of a god worshipped by men who subjugate their wives? Did you tell them my god is a lemon grove in late January, enveloping me in the mellow warmth of a California winter? A lemon rolling across the soft earth, its peel as thick as leather, tawny golden flesh reminiscent of the sun within. My god is a summer of plenty. My god is rich soil under bare feet. My god is my daughters. My god is me. There are no fathers, no kings. It is just you and I and sunlight and memory.
#poetry #amwriting I see the old flames Lined up chronologically Watching my stories drip Past their eyes Who do you think you are Fooling? . . . . . . . . . #poem #coffeeandpoetry #writerslife #writersofinstagram #poet #nataliesierra #womenwhowrite #spilledink #IGwriters #wordsmithing #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #lovequotes #mexicanamerican #mexicanpoets #Mexicanauthors #indiepoet #writersofcolor #artoftheday #pomona #IGpoets #instapoets #poetryporn #instapoetry #latinxwriters #feministaf (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx2hU1cBMy3/?igshid=t9jqzpszk22s
#poetry #amwriting Whenever I tell myself I’m Going to live forever I Find a new way to die . . . . . . . . #poem #coffeeandpoetry #writerslife #writersofinstagram #poet #nataliesierra #womenwhowrite #spilledink #IGwriters #wordsmithing #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #lovequotes #mexicanamerican #mexicanpoets #Mexicanauthors #indiepoet #writersofcolor #artoftheday #pomona #IGpoets #instapoets #poetryporn #instapoetry #latinxwriters #feministaf (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx_Li-BB1WM/?igshid=xswsbiahdji8
#amwriting #poetry “I’m thinking of a word that moves me as much as the whorl of your thumb pressed into my tongue…” . . . . . . . . #poem #coffeeandpoetry #writerslife #writersofinstagram #poet #nataliesierra #womenwhowrite #spilledink #IGwriters #wordsmithing #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #lovequotes #mexicanamerican #mexicanpoets #Mexicanauthors #indiepoet #writersofcolor #artoftheday #pomona #IGpoets #instapoets #poetryporn #instapoetry #latinxwriters #feministaf (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bya_loYBNNr/?igshid=1q7uguoj6b5vp
My performance from the #obsidiantonguesopenmic this past Saturday. #poetry if you would like to see the entire performance please click the link in my bio, and thank you 🙏🏼 . . . . . . . #poem #coffeeandpoetry #writerslife #writersofinstagram #poet #nataliesierra #womenwhowrite #spilledink #IGwriters #wordsmithing #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #lovequotes #mexicanamerican #mexicanpoets #Mexicanauthors #indiepoet #writersofcolor #artoftheday #pomona #IGpoets #instapoets #poetryporn #instapoetry #latinxwriters #feministaf (at Café con Libros Press) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsqa7aEgRk0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=irn575dci43v
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Spooky sleepy binch #ghost
The English Patient (1996) dir. by Anthony Minghella
One of my favorite films
The Jacaranda Sings for You
I shivered out of my bones
My skin made love to a song
They played nice for a while but then it ended like in does on a country song
One betrayed the other
My skin crawled down a wormhole
Became the king of moist earth and sightless things
(They eat the tender shoots of roots and kill me)
My bones were destitute
I had a ring that slipped from my finger bones into a drainage ditch and ended up in the realm of an aquatic saint who had your stormy eyes that had been punched out by syphilis and Molly and fever dreams
I tried to find my flesh but it had rotted beneath the jacaranda tree
My bones cried a perfect aching song as the wind swept through my empty rib cage
What you see before you die
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