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i’m gonna throw up, someone made a physical copy of one of my fics. this is like…the kindest thing someone could do for a fic writer <333. they’re @ melbindsfics on insta!
Daniel displaying a fan’s gift on the counter at the Enchanté pop-up in New York | 13.12.24
My little brother bobs on the Strait of Hormuz
I imagine
like a sitting duck
like a yellow downed water baby
floating above the gaping jaws of an indifferent hungry carp.
You were our mother’s third baby,
her youngest
but you little brother
were my first responsibility
my first whispered gratitude
in our shared childhood bedroom
“thank you oh god for not letting me alone here in this intolerable starving dark.”
I do not think of him as fearful
because the idea that I have to be braver than him m
is far more intolerable than the dark.
I do not think of him as fearful
because you really can die from a broken heart
and one of will have to stay through this terrible business.
My little brother afloat in a little rubber boat
like children at play on summer lakes
my little brother
with a birthmark in the middle of his forehead
that faded as he grew
a bullseye
a target
a place we would press with our forefingers
and he would laugh
lean forward to kiss us.
The men who would take his life don’t know that.
They don’t know about our shared birthdays
and bedrooms
and the brief time early on when we were the same height.
He says to mother,
it won’t be another man that takes his life
it’ll be a drone.
What’s the difference
oh god
what’s the difference?
Bereft Despojado
woughhhh god, i finished Plodding On and the Party's Over, i'm a mess now!!! i'm so glad i'm off to stage/fright next month, i can't bear to have finished!!! bereft
I’ve been making these GIFs for about a week, and I have no idea what I’m doing, so I’m sure somebody can find a way to make this much more stunning and gorgeous and less jerky, but honestly, honestly, I don’t know what any of these things on this free GIF maker mean.
That being said, I don’t know that I ever realized the full extent of the desolation on his face when Joan leaves his flat after he gives her money.
I’ve gotten to the point where I actually have these playing in the background while I do laundry. This happened to be on and I turned around just as she was leaving.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look quite so sad without tears. He just looks lost.