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[pale grey dawn, monotonous dark seas, bleak pine forests. where has the color gone? ignore the flitting shapes in the corner of your eye. remember the colors. remember.]
tangled wires send mixed signals, strangling you with contradictions.
Have at it babes! Suggtober 2021! @curious-suggestions and another friend helped me to put it together
The post doesn’t need to include the word, it can be just inspired by it! And free day is just a write whatever you want day! Also you don’t need to have a suggestion blog to join in, any writing blog can!
I’ll add a plain written out list under a read more when I get on the computer next
Biting theirs heads off with the jaws of a shark
Tasting their blood with the tongue of a god
Can you imagine vines weaving across your skin, dear? The leaves that brush you as it tightens and winds like a hungry snake, crawling from chest to fingertips, thorns pricking the spaces between them- There is a religion here in this pain that grows from you. Can you taste it, dear? Moss and iron, a taste of rain, there’s a promise there on your tongue that says “you are more than your flesh and bone,” can you hear it, dear?
Rest in the soil and ash you left behind with your loneliness. You are no longer alone
Suggtober 2021 #19: Grief
Many deaths have happened. The death of your old life, the death of your old body, the death of your old hopes and dreams. You are a new being now. You grieve in your dreams.
all around, all consuming, keeping heat wrapped in burnt lungs. when eyes open, to see dark smoke enveloping, they burn. weeping with ashy throats, call for your gods, pray for your heavens to save you now.
Suggtober 5
I'm tried of scrappy love. I don't want to claw and beg and scream for something of my own. I want to drift and fall and mingle, I want your soul to twist gently around mine. Don't hold me like a predator grips it's prey, don't treat me like I will run. Drape your love around me like a too big sweater, land softly in my arms like a flurry of snow.