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“I kissed you to write poetry”
Six word story / a.c.g.
Perhaps The way to comfort Isn’t by a bottle of Jack But through The way You kiss me back
Hehe.
Oh, woof. Finding this again... Still broody, still seeking.
But hey, I did marry the love of my life. So that's a win.
Can't wait to get back into this.
I feel dead. Suffocated by my own head.
All with your memory.
So much For being my best self I am hardly recognizable Nothing of myself
I’ve lost the emotion The tears No devotion My go to movies Nothing makes me cry You broke me.
Not in a good way.
Its eating me alive From the outside in Inside out Its eating me dead Like a crow pecking The invisible pisces Of carrion While I try to carry on Heart beating strong Lungs expanding I will feast on my old self Become my best self
I've bit my tongue Severed it in two Talking Out of both sides I try to be on que I feel apart of a play I just want to be true Here's to me losing Here's to you
When you're the joke And you laugh How sick Get a backbone
You can give All your love Locks will still Be rusted You will not fully be trusted
The ocean Runs too deep Your lungs have no capacity
I am too wild, He screams You will never tame me
Your eyes cry blood Throat dry You will never be A princess in his sight
Hang on Hold on Wait
I love you, Please, Try and stay
His words Resonate
Its all a joke Just a small hint Fairytales don't exsist
You are human With a brain instead of straw A beating heart instead of tin Both things change When you drink gin The cowardly lion Gets liquid courage And I'm left taping my heels Sighing, "Oh Auntie Em"
All of the great things are yet to come. You can do it! You have opposable thumbs
Finally, The world breathed, You understand You're the freedom That you will always need
6/19/2016
I am at a crossroad. I moved two hours away and am starting to feel that I am ready to move back. Its only been two weeks but I feel a new found sense of purpose. I feel motivation and appreciation. However, I want to stay. I want to experience new things and gain more perspective. But I feel so distracted. What do you do when people keep telling you to give it more time but you don't feel like you have to? Then you have your father who you trust over everyone else and he says to go with your gut. He says only you know what YOU need. So what do you do? I just have to sit and think. I feel confident in the decision I want to make but fear is clouding that judgement.
PASSIONFRUIT #1: DOWN TO EARTH
this is the beginning of a series of zines about passions and labours of love, about things that give you fire and pastimes you enjoy.
with summer coming up, i want to make the theme of this first issue earth. all modes of submission (short of video and music, though you can include video stills) are welcome - writing, art, illustrations, doodles, playlists, guides, postcards, photographs, etc.
things in particular that would be cool:
- diary entries about nature - guides on how to forage, how to make a wreath, how to be more in touch with nature - earthy playlists - playlists for walks - scans of postcards, with writing on the back - sketches of birds or deer or things you’ve seen in the woods - smaller, cultivated nature, for those of you in the city - reviews/essays on your favourite lo-fi album - recipes - spells. i’m super keen on spells and intentions right now
please send your submissions to [email protected], or submit here!
DEADLINE IS MAY 15! please submit, tell yr friends!
4/21/2016
Learning self appreciation is difficult. Am I being too into myself? Am I not supporting myself enough? Do I seem cocky? I’m finally starting to start loving myself. I realize that I am worth things. Things being: happy, love, patience, dreams, following them and succeeding. I realize I am worth life.
I had a day a few weeks ago where I was sitting on my friend’s porch, drinking wine and eating cheese and crackers and I just felt this incredible moment of peace. I was accepting my life and the love around me. I captured it that moment in a photo and I am so happy I did. It’s now a piece of hope that I look to when feeling lost. I know this will be a long journey - soul searching always is.
I am very lucky to have a support group of friends that help me through anything and everything and boyfriend who is incredibly patient with my days of lethargy, moodiness and straight up confusion. He highlights my good days and loves me fiercely, always.
It’s time to let old wounds heal and let the light in. Everyone deserves to feel right with themselves. No one else can do it for you. They can only help.