the weight of missing you
when I stretch my arms across your half of the bed at night I imagine myself to be drowning in a river, no stones in my pockets, just a heavy heart that weighs me down. in the grocery store I say your...
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theseheadaches: you and i | collab...
theseheadaches: you and i | collab with http://writingsforwinter.tumblr.com. her poem + my photo and edit. _____ THESE HEADACHES
View Articlecalling strangers
i like to call complete strangers up on the telephone and tell them, today i am sad, how about you? because i figure, everyone is sad sometimes, so at least we have that in common.
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digni-tea: from “the weight of missing you” by...
digni-tea: from “the weight of missing you” by writingsforwinter (THANK YOU!)
View Articlewinter
i’ve kept winter tucked in my ribcage, locked up with all the other birds waiting to get out.
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always waiting
i’ve been waiting for winter to come all year so i can cover my scars, lace up my boots and go drown in the snow.
View Article"Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what...
“Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you...
View Articledo you use a typewriter for your poems? i was wondering because you posted...
No, I don’t have a typewriter, sadly! I actually use a Word document and type the text directly over the photo, then print it out and scan it back onto the computer. I have a typewriter font that I use...
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alright
how the hell it’s possible to last until winter, i’ll never know. i just need cold mornings when my teeth freeze harder than my heart’s been cracking. skinny wrists like toothpicks that warm up next to...
View Articlenicotine
I am trying to quit smoking, but god I love the taste. the tar slides from my lungs to yours when I kiss you. the doctor, with his glacier eyes and transparent skin, gave me pills made of the Atlantic...
View Articlescars
how the hell can i have so many scars but still be just as eager to give myself more?
View Articlenow, now
remember when you were young and you wanted to be an astronaut or a superhero, to fly to the moon and now that you are older, all you want to be is alone.
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cartography
we always had this sense of maps being laid out when we touched each other. as if there were certain lines we could not cross, would not cross, did not dare to cross. but they were always being...
View Articleto keep yourself alive
we counted all the bruises on your neck and the bloodstains on your thighs and figured out it takes more than getting hurt to keep yourself alive.
View Articlei'll preserve you.
but when you die i’ll press you in between the pages of books like dried flowers; i’ll preserve you in amber like an insect. there are all these dead Romance languages that contain your name; there is...
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