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lookie lookie scrappy scrappy i will love you, but only in concept. you will not feel my hands on you-- we will not become a singularity nor amalgamation of limb ...

week 1 - 33 lines perpetually disappeared let the fireflies eat away at my skin, the bones, and all of the other rotten flesh that comprises this once-glorious, now-bloodied, body. ...

scraps idk maybe i will return to these i am still unlearning the harm that you have done-- the fragments of my ribs are still enjambed within my chest-- heave ...

something further than superficial i want to be noticed & known. reverie has never been my calling, but if that is what is needed for you to dissect me down ...

if it's not too much trouble, could you review ??

something shakespearean they say all the greatest romans (or greeks,) were too ambitious-- spreading their wax wings until they melted, aspirational in inspiration. trailblazers-- pushing forward and

bound by these thorny vines to the altar, bridal & bloodied, what was meant to be innocent & naive is ruined by the incessant flies that seek out the warmth ...

they say that the worst kind of grief is the kind that consumes you, but i have always wanted to be eaten & disappeared. an anything dump (2026) comments are ...

LOVE LOVE LOVE !!

i'm not sure if it was added, but last year during NaPo, i wrote 182 poems! (after recounting)-- the most poems written so far during a NaPo! my 2025 thread:

[preface] laika was a dog sent to space. part of the soviet space program. she died of dogs know so much more than we do (oh laika, oh laika, oh laika) i ...

i think i would hate being laika--- her death was our life, but with life and death being consequential does her life become our death? we send out myriads of ...

i am pulled to you like tide: fading in and out inconsistent to the brightness of a sun, instead harsh moonlight and obfuscating shadow. slowly encroaching down my seafoam and ...

tw/ suicide, death i keep having this dream where i am watching myself die in the hands of someone i love and it happens over and over and over and- ...

you drink your coffee with cream and two pumps of chocolate. i say that isn't enough and you side-eye me so i just grip my strawberry bubble tea harder. you ...