niceteethv
Just A 23 Year Writing To Stay Relevant, discovering the meme-ing of life along the way - Let's Not Talk Anymore š»
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From Max Stone's chapbook, Temporary Preparations, available from Bottlecap Press!
From Julie Houston's chapbook, THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), available from Bottlecap Press!
From frankie bb's chapbook, I'm Hungry, Please Come Home, available from Bottlecap Press!
First Kiss
I stole a kiss from you on our first real date I couldn't help it You were in the middle of a sentence as you spoke of music and art you loved and I just leaned over and kissed you And then filled anxious nerves
"Oh" that was all you said and I apologized again and again You looked at me I looked at you and we tried again for a first kiss
For real this time
a comic about cuddles
Please tell me i'm not as forgettable as your silence is making me feel.
a you-shaped hole in the universe Celia Paul, Ocean Vuong, Owen Gent, Alejandra Pizarnik (trans. Yvette Siegert), Karman Verdi, Edna St Vincent Millay
Thinking of how writings and bathrooms have become my safe spaces, to the point where I can be around other people, and instead just go to a bathroom and just write, but it's also a balancing act, the act of trying not feel everything at once lest you break down...And how to actually allow your emotions to flow and let them not define you. It's an uncomfortable, comfortable safe space where I know this writing helps, but I don't would rather not feel anything, life is weird but true like that, we are all somewhat prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointmentāwe at certain points in our lives are all defined by something we cannot change
āLet it go. Something beautiful wants to grow in its place.ā - Unknown
Garden Snake
There is a snake that dwells in my backyard
who finds it deeply soothing to spread himself
across a flat rock in the afternoon sunshine
until I stomp along and disturb his slumber,
sending him slithering, S-like, forwards and
sideways at the same time in total silence
sending him into the deep green of the lilies,
into the shadows, slipping in close to the soil
where those things hide that wish not to be seen
and I sense the shame of having scared away
a denizen of the sun, of stone, and replaced it
with the shy emptiness of where he used to be.
-GeorgeFilip
without you
āIām better off without youā were the last words you ever told me.
The last words from my favourite person.
The last words before my life went to the lowest point itās ever been.
You were the one person i was sure i could trust, the one person i could always listen to and the one person i could always talk to.
You.
It was always you, everytime somone asked who iām texting, who iām thinking about, who i see as my best friend, iād say your name. But then on that day, the day exactly we met 5 years ago. You texted me āIām better off without youā because someone you met less than a month ago told you lies about me, so obvious lies, things you should know Iād never do after knowing me for so long. After basically being my second half, and yet you still believed them.
ā Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"
[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]
"I killed a plant once because I gave it too much water. Lord, I worry that love is violence."
-JosƩ Olivarez
From Julie Houston's chapbook, THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), available from Bottlecap Press!
"Shame dies when stories are told in safe places." - Unknown
āI like you a lot, yes its true and I hope one day you and I can become more than friends, discerning my feelings for you sometimes feels like Iām sailing around the cape of storms in a small dingy, at least in this small bay Iām winning but if you donāt feel the same way its okay. l will just quietly beach my boat and watch the waves go byā¦ā
ā how to tell my friend I like her..,,
āI have no enemies, but my friends donāt like me.ā
ā Philip Larkin
ā Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
ā Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
My lover had a lover
oh it wasnāt fun
but I loved him like no other
oh it wasnāt fun
wasted time is pure golden
in the red eye of the beholder
Take my hand because I canāt see
all the things I let you do to me
counting tears as they fall up
Iām upside down, and totally fucked
I wonāt dare let you let me down
for you made me a fool, a goddamn clown
i don't dance anymore
not like i used to
life gave me a love to dance
then took away the reason
j.c.g
āRange Lifeā by Jordan Bolton
Part of Scenes from Imagined Films Issue #1, available on Etsy
Date someone who understands you're a work in progress but still adores you for the absolute fucking masterpiece that you already are.
Just because we can't be together, doesn't mean I won't love you.
