Violent And Mercurial - Tumblr Posts
There are many ways to say I love you in this cold, dark, silent universe, as many as the twinkling stars.
— Ken Liu, The Paper Menagerie and Other Stories
sestina 03
coastal town kids make it easy to fabricate a life, create something to inspire! last week a teenager jumped from the lifeguard tower. they didn’t fall when they landed, hard & flat, can’t die here, kid, it’s not your property and the paperwork would be a goddamn nightmare. god, kids these days, what a nightmare. step into the sea prepared to fabricate freedom of existence and abolished property. claw for instant gratification to inspire more sand dune runaways to pull up flat- pressed newsprint by the lighthouse tower. turn the latch, we’ve no room in this tower for open-mouthed children inhaling a nightmare– what else is there? they’re ground underfoot, crushed flat before they can find history, whisper and fabricate a life of their own. god, kids these days suffer to inspire, they aspire to something great, aurum’s property burned into skin and left on school property. trust seaside children to sit idle in their tower, reach out the window and grasp flowers, inspire a sleep, lyre hymn warm without nightmare, night there is cool. no care forgetting, fabricate content misery, storyline unforthcoming and flat. when feeding a frightened animal keep palms flat to re-treat regularity as new-possessed property. properly check, please, they’ll even fabricate how there was a lifeguard in the white wooden tower, no fugitive, good lord, just man christened nightmare. countryside kids will call liar, no kid can dare to inspire like a life washed up on shore, lacking air to inspire. lighthouse beam a white house dream in B-flat major liberation kids, god, talk to a teen nightmare, sixty-nine shot-down, kill all gays on the property it’s never been yours to desecrate anyway, flip tower gas canisters over the garden brick wall, fabricate ire and fail to inspire, Blue’s on the property to strike a kid down off the white wooden tower. god, what a nightmare this will be to fabricate.
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being an older sibling is like. you've never known a life without me. mom yelled at me and it taught her she never wanted to yell at you. I painted my room purple and grey and then you did too. we live in the same house but I haven't spoken to you in months. I don't know your favorite color. I saw it was going to rain so I picked you up from school on my way home so your books wouldn't get wet. i was so worried when you woke up sick when you were three. you don't remember being sick. mom and dad made their worst mistakes with me and I'm glad they didn't make them with you. I'm doing everything for the first time so you won't be in the dark. I don't know any of your friend's names anymore. I used to know them all. if something happens to mom and dad you won't have to worry because everything will fall to me. you don't like to be home alone but even if you don't see me just knowing I'm there makes you feel better. at least that's what mom told me. you still give me jars to open for you because you can't quite get them. I only see you during dinner. i'd never even think about missing one of your concerts. I stand at the counter when I eat and now you do, too. when offered a selection of books you picked the same one I did when i was your age. I'm terrified you compare yourself to me. I love you. I don't know if you like me. I want you to. mom says dinner's ready
@bigriceenthusiast and i are cooking something up STAY TUNED CHAT
my heart and the earth share the same rule it starts with love and it ends with you
they stared at each other, wordless, because they may have loved each other so quietly and constantly that it didn’t need to be verbalized, but they wouldn’t be them — wouldn’t be kiyoomi and atsumu — if they weren’t each at least somewhat enamored with their own pride. there was a stupidity to it that made kiyoomi’s next words all the more damning: “where are you going?” i care about your whereabouts. i will follow you, if you stray too far. ; or: atsumu has a slight cooking mishap, kiyoomi's therapist needs a raise, and they're in love
NEW FIC! co-written by me and @bigriceenthusiast for her super cool food as a metaphor for love series!! check it out if you like haikyuu sakuatsu and/or silly people in love
hope you enjoy :)
Imam Al-Ghazali // Tennessee Williams
''what if my writing isn't good eno--'' what if it's a reflection of your of your soul. what if it has a place in this world. what if you write it anyway