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exhale

27/9/2020

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❝ come here
let me hold you
let me wash the dust from your feet
wipe the tracks from your cheeks
soothe your aching hands.

i have heard you screaming in the deep night
in the hollow of the wood
but you have found your way out now
and these shadows hold nothing 
except a peace you are allowed to trust
is real
is true
is lasting.

here you are at last
and i do not begrudge you the wait
a heart is a heavy burden*
but so too is a mind ill at ease.

but here
lay it down
lay it all down
let it rest in the cool dark earth
let it root deep elsewhere
untwine it from your bones.

it is not you and you are not it
though you have grown so close
you may be forgiven the confusion.

here is a knife to cut away what you cannot relinquish.

​i promise it will not hurt. ❞ 
—i promise i love you too much for that.
*Howl’s Moving Castle (2004) dir. Hiyao Miyazaki
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inhale

27/9/2020

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❝ it’s heavy. it’s so heavy, everything i’m carrying. i just wanna put it down, but it’s grown into me, right into my spine, around my lungs. makes it hard to breathe. makes it hard to look up. makes it hard to keep going. i don’t know how to root it out without ripping something vital out of me along with it, and i can’t reach that far back anyway. so i keep carrying it and it keeps growing heavier. ❞ ​
—one day it's gonna grind me right into the dust
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quiet

27/9/2020

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❝ my heart is so loud
it's hard to hear anything else
other than its wild rushing
through my veins
and in my ears  ❞ ​
--i don’t know how to quiet it
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falling

27/9/2020

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❝ The world is silent and still
The stars are all falling
Around us: wide open spaces
Within us: all our quiet grief
​
(The same
in the end).  ❞ 
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symmetry

27/9/2020

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❝ a halo, a haunting, a howling ❞ 

author's note: sometimes you write something that isn't going anywhere, but you like it enough to share it with the world. such is the case with these three words, which kind of came out of nowhere and wouldn't go away until i wrote them down. writing, i tell you. maybe one day these words will spark a larger piece...
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hand

27/9/2020

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❝ i sit and i hold your hand.
that’s it. that’s the story.
that’s what matters.
nothing that came before,
none of the bleeding or the fighting,
the weeping or the reaping.
not the mud or the rain,
not the cold or the pain.

just you and me and your hand
in mine.
because i sat and i held it
and your fingers opened
like you didn’t mind.
like it was easy.
like we could’ve been doing this 
all along.

nothing else matters.
not where we’re going, or how,
not what’s to become of us,
or what’s to be done now.
i sit and i hold your hand.
that’s it. that’s the story.
there’s no before or after.
just this. just us.
​

just that i sit
and i hold your hand. ❞
— a break, a coming together
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hunger

27/9/2020

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i) THIS HUNGER'S GONNA EAT ME ALIVE // TEAR ME TO SHREDS AND SET ME ALIGHT // I'LL BE THE HOTTEST YOU EVER SAW BURN // DON'T PRETEND YOU GOT IT IN YOU TO MOURN

ii) THE WORST I EVER DID WAS FORCE THEM TO SEE // (READ IT AND WEEP BABY) // THIS COULDA BEEN US AND YOU COULDA BEEN ME

iii) NOW WATCH ME MAKE NOTHIN' BUT BAD DECISIONS // NOTHIN' BUT SUTURES AND JAGGED INCISIONS // NOTHIN' BUT SMOKE AND VIOLENT VISIONS

iv) IT'S GONNA BE BIGGER THAN YOUR WILDEST DREAMS // I'M GONNA BE THE MADDEST I'VE EVER SEEMED // AND YOU'RE GONNA BE THE WORST YOU'VE EVER BEEN 

v) THIS COLLATERAL'S DAMAGE'S GOT YOUR SIGNATURE ALL OVER IT // IT'S MY RUIN BUT IT'S SCORED BY YOUR FINGERPRINTS 

vi) IF I GOTTA GO OUT THEN BABY // I PROMISE IT'S GONNA END WITH A BANG
AND I’M BRINGING YOU RIGHT DOWN WITH ME
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writing

27/9/2020

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❝ well here is the thing
i have not written you in a long time
have not transcribed your form in dark ink and brisk movements against white
have not mulled over the fullness of you in my mouth
have not held you tender, held you sweet
held you between the arch of my fingers and the ribs about my heart
but here is the thing
it is like the tree:
twenty years ago, and again, now. ❞ ​
—a seed planted, and replanted
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deliberation

27/9/2020

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❝ sweetheart i say,
and i mean something lighter than beloved
something truer than dear
something richer than honey.

sweetheart i say,
and it begins with a kiss and melts into a smile
falls to a sigh and drops to a pulse
rises in an effortless crest
ends light as air.

sweetheart, i say,
and i mean you. ❞
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altar

27/9/2020

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❝ i was feeling self-destructive
so i kissed an angel and left it at the altar ❞ 
--how to heal a heart that never had a chance at breaking 
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