Tag Archives: love

music borrows a body

Songs that have been lighting me up recently (and loosely inspired me to write this small morsel that began as a reminder/gush of admiration for how modern poetry has taught and is continuing to teach me to throw over my … Continue reading

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two poems

(you may recognize the earlier versions of these two poems as two separate pieces that I’ve already featured on this blog. I was unsatisfied with them, however, and some heavy edits were in order, so here they are, complete! – … Continue reading

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body of goose down

Hello all! I hope everyone here had a lovely holiday & felt the cold on their faces & lit scented candles & all that winter-y stuff. Promise that I will post more soon if I’m not swamped with school work. … Continue reading

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froth mouth

  and sometimes a bathroom, chipped tiles, milk florescence. i begin with my tongue.   touch my skin, leave it ringing and sparking in the spaces i leave. sometimes the eyes,   bathroom mirror, bathroom sink. i want pronounceable things. … Continue reading

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small fingered

Apologies for not making much noise around here; lately I’ve been so bogged down with schoolwork in ways I never knew possible. Everyday is a battle against anxiety and drowsiness but I know everything will be alright in the end … Continue reading

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Sore Throat

something is rusting in my throat, the ends of summer, i kept the apology meant for you//i’m growing smaller, honey-hay cottage, i still keep the postcards//i only see swan painted air, gaslights dissolve sweet on tongue, i fold the day … Continue reading

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Dairy Queen

Lately, I’ve been inspired and enraptured by Lorde, Lana Del Rey, old cars, technicolor, neon lights, and the overall teenage experience.   Milk-dipped suburban fantasies The sweetness of bones and watermelon rinds I’m eating ice-cream but really, I’m tasting the … Continue reading

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