#exile me

[releasemefromthyfleshprison]

gang ive been waiting several hours just scrolling tumblr for my bestie from another country to hop on roblox sighh

its nearly midnight lol

[via-fm]

ok i actually should be trying to go back to sleep

[biologybutch]

i know this isnt my deep-ass despaired poet blog but ive been staring at the supermoon for the last hour and i can’t stop she’s so beautiful

[kingkongoncocaine]

Merry Christmas, Sophie!

this message has been in my inbox since last year’s christmas. merry (belated) christmas to you too, anon! i’m the worst.

[maudlinhouse]

Check out Blake Wallin’s review of EXILE ME on Goodreads!

Goodreads review:

The book gets a 5/5. This is some hard-hitting stuff that really gut-punches you and forces you to respond. The best poems trend towards the beginning, but this is not to say that the ending isn’t satisfying. It’s just that the poems including and around “Aggressiveness of Century,” meaning “Forgotten,” “Excommunication,” “A Girl Lost in Time” and “Empty” are absolute dynamite. Again, this is not to say that the rest of the book isn’t wonderfully pugilistic and necessary verse for an America with its priorities out of whack; it’s more to say that the book establishes its themes (escaping tyranny, defeating evil, empathy in the midst of extreme circumstances and self-actualization being achieved through fighting for a noble cause) very early and effectively.

The specter of ISIS is ever-present in these searing poems. The imagery often involves loss of some sort (be it familial, monetary, or otherwise) and more often than not, ISIS is the destructive force creating those voids and rendering escape necessary for the speaker. Speaking of the speaker, the book contains a very nuanced speaker-reader relationship because of its spare, urgent diction and clear-as-a-call-to-arms syntax. Some of the wording, in its context and usage, is almost psalmic in its approach to the world; call it psalmic-sans-God. (It’s clear there’re enemies and struggles, but not so clear there’s a God, which sounds like life most of the time honestly.) That psalmic language is what ties the book to one of its closest relatives in product design, page thickness, and spiritual, metaphoric imagery and language – slave narratives and other tales of escape.

[midwestqueer]

I SHOULD BE ASLEEP IM SO SORRY

[rhiannonmcgavin]

i was wondering if anyone had written something like florence+the machine's bedroom hymns but, you know, jewier and then i remembered that one little-known book called song of songs

[dinobot]

haha [thjrows confetti