SuddenlyAutumn

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the things we cannot know by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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the things we cannot know

and darling, there are things i never told you; like how i blessed you while you were sleeping in the hour before the end - asked the universe to watch over you and conspire towards your happiness, towards you, covered you with be brave's and goodness and mercy and light, fingers touching your spine like a rosary --- and my darling, time is a flat circle so you are still sitting at my kitchen table, still asleep with your head on my breast; we have already come together like waves, repeatedly, and dark against the sky; you have yet to walk through the july night to

a pause: by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

every chance i didn't take I by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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every chance i didn't take I

your hand in mine as you prayed to a god who might save you. safety on. your suicide note and the words to your father, brothers, oh christ, your mother. my tears on your shirt as i sobbed for everything i had lost and the god who did not hear me. the river stones under my legs and the lights on the bridge in the night. bruises on my shoulders and i hope they never fade. your big truck and the scent of jasmine and the moment i realized i was happy. hand out the window full of mississippi wind. hair wild and skin stung. you are beautiful and i was beautiful for you. your legs between my knees as we flew down memphis streets. the roar of your

someday i will cut my hair by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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someday i will cut my hair

someday i will cut my hair, let the dresser do her worst will watch the ends go first, light from holding all of the sun, hear the sharpness of the shears, will feel buoyant, and alright and leave the dark waves behind -- someday i will bind my hands with golden bands, will let a man lace his fingers through the spaces between mine, &#

fragment by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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fragment

do you ever see someone broken and think i could fix you, i could fix you, i could fix you gently in the places that you hurt // do you ever see a pane of glass letting the day in or keeping out the night and think, i could break you i could break you, i could smash straight through you with these awful hands of mine // do you ever see someone leaving and think, you should stay you should stay, you should stay, you should moor your ship in this moment for as long as we both shall live // do you ever see someone glancing up from the sidewalk and think, you should run you should run, you should run, oh girl, he's going to get you

november by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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november

i. the future was our skin and now we don't dream anymore. ii. it's the late kind of light that feels like an ending; the dog days are slumbering on our font porch, but they know that autumn is coming and one morning not far from now they'll wake up in the blueshadow dawn and shiver. iii. i'm pouring blood on a dead faith rattling drawers full of your lies guilt and dried leaves crackling against the wood. iv. and whether or not i can explain it i think this is going to haunt us both; your ghost has already become my shadow and i swear someday you are going to turn around and see mine sitting cross-legged on your floor, wearing that

every chance i didn't take II by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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every chance i didn't take II

You tell him about your cancer on a Sunday, in the shower of all places, in between brunch plans and speculations about whether or not the weather will ever get any colder - hasn't it been the strangest November? Just the strangest. You casually mention that somewhere deep in the secret space between your hips your own cells are proliferating uncontrollably, whispering treason and passing down forgeries, teaching each other the steps of mitosis with alarming intent. You don't miss a beat as you drop survival percentages mixed in with tomorrow's rain forecast and predictions about the game later that afternoon - easy as breathing, even as co

ephemeris by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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ephemeris

i was a stargazer under new constellations, quiet and dark below your october skies. the first rains of the season sang tiny rivers against your window and i shivered with the knowledge that tomorrow, the world would never be quite as warm again. i arched my back under the meteor shower of your kisses, feeling the burn of their ice tails searing the curve of my neck, and dug my fingernails into your shoulders to keep myself from falling straight into the moonless night.

january by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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january

1. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye; hello. 2. Salt on the streets and a bite in the wind to remind me that leaving - no matter where or who - will always make you ache for the pieces you are leaving behind. 3. Just yesterday I woke up thousands of miles away with a promise of snow out the window and your body warm beneath the sheets, and felt more at home than I have in a long, long time. 4. I keep thinking that maybe if I sit very still, time will pass me by, and forget to take me with it. 5. I want too much. 6. Blue Monday - blue like the sky under airplane wings, like the thousands of miles between us. 7. I can't stop singing or writing, w

new york by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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new york

i. if i am ever lost, look for me in grand central station. i'll be whispering into the arches or searching the constellation'd ceiling for that one red tile, just like you taught me, our dark hair thrown back like children. i'll be resting my bones under vaulted ceilings on the cool marble, eyes always on the arrivals, hoping that one day i might see your name. ii. if i am ever lost, look for me in central park. find me in the green heart of the steel city, soft wood and cold stones. i'll be talking to the homeless man who blessed me as i passed, asking him to teach me what it feels like to lose everything. iii. if i am ever lost, look

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the things we cannot know by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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a pause: by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

every chance i didn't take I by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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every chance i didn't take I

someday i will cut my hair by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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someday i will cut my hair

fragment by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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november by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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november

every chance i didn't take II by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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every chance i didn't take II

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january

new york by SuddenlyAutumn, literature

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new york

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with love by intricately-ordinary, literature

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with love

i. sleepwalking with stars like bulletwounds, tonight is for wandering and loving people I’ve never met. I have a hole in my heart for the boy on my bus who balances the world on his chin as he sleeps. I’m drawn to a sunshine girl leaking beams every time she opens her mouth to smile. and still, I follow a boy who walks across clouds; I want to ask him to send me up like a balloon. ii. ways I need to be loved: a hand heavy on my hip to remind me gravity is more than an ideal, a soft kiss to bring me back from other galaxies, a calm whisper when I’ve run out of words but the silence is too much, iii. I’m severe

they never said to grieve for dying stars by eldritchbitch, literature

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they never said to grieve for dying stars

i don't want to write about stars, but that's all there seems to be: nebulae drawn up like harp strings itching to be plucked; echoes of light like calls for encore; the kicked-off blankets at the edges of the universe unraveling at the seams like the nightmares are finally winning tell me a story about time, the way the sunlight hits its mark and how the world turns away - how the distance deepens, deepens, the dark a gnawing glimpse, the taste of empty tell me - weren't we seedlings, star-built and scattered? weren't the echoes more than dredges, less than tidal waves, infantile monsoons to be grasped and dragged behind weren't we taug

here's to losing you by 0hgravity, literature

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here's to losing you

hey, wow,you look... great! you do! I'm well, and you? good, good. are you happy? great! am I? no, but here, have my nervous laughter, see me turn myself upside down when we run into each other. while you are shaking hands and kissing babies still smiling for smiling's sake, I've seen the real you crying into wine. I've felt you stain my shirt black-streaked with hidden away things creased things, folded and-tucked-under-heavy upturned-lip things and in the process, you soaked my soul in everything you. spooning your vulnerability was better than exchanging virginities in one blind night, better than the electric jolts you sent burni

Falling Into Starlight by C-A-Harland, literature

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Falling Into Starlight

I am falling. I have been caught by a monster which cannot be seen, but for the path of destruction it carves through the cosmos. It pulls me in, and as I plummet the universe bends and folds back on itself, and for a brief moment I can see everything that is and ever was. In the twisted relay of light I see the nebula that was my birthing ground. Its radiance surrounds me with heat and color. Bursting clouds and arching forms in writhing wings of gossamer, painted with hydrogen and illuminated from within by the glow of its children. Mother nebula had formed me, along with my sisters, from parts of herself. Coaxing and coalescing until we

What I Know About Closure by MineralAccident, literature

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What I Know About Closure

Hours of light follow you, Strangers with unfinished business. As a scientist, I try to tighten down Your stubborn fingers, promise That the pilot holes won’t hurt, Because the sway of “anything for you” Makes my tongue slowdance with the letters Lost in the fire. Heavy miles prove the dirt appreciates the blues, Barking dogs chasing the way home out of view. Stowaways were meant to go missing, mistakes Need pioneers to threaten what might Be lost - far away street lights Barely looking at you.

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You can't have it all by SilverInkblot, literature

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You can't have it all

but you can have the glazed heat bursting from the blacktop like a broken fire hydrant. You can have the jangle of keys swinging from your hip with each stride. You can have the tactility of leather and the graze of bathroom mosaic tiles under a cold shower pelting bullets and when the water cuts off you can have dry book pages. You can have happiness, though it will often be bitter, like finding a stranger’s wallet full of pictures of smiling children until you return it to find that the couple is barren. You can have the scratches on the back of his knuckles, faded, yet raw. You can have the translucency of sheets in the sun, silhoue

a ribcage drenched in dust by aprilwednesday, literature

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a ribcage drenched in dust

i have your ribcage, you said. what should i put in it? i told you i'd always wanted a fire, the kind that would fill my eyes with starlight and pump my blood full of passion, but you're made of wildflowers, you said. a fire would burn you to ash. you wanted to fill my chest with the sound of a train, whistling far away in the night; with the sound of rain smacking leaves; with the sound the wind makes when it seems like it's trying to speak and you wanted to throw in the smell of midnight in august and the feeling of sand being sucked out from under your feet when the ocean inhales, and the strange little moment of bitter

ich liebe dich by silklilies, literature

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ich liebe dich

daylight wakes me up and i turn into the green moth on the windshield. a few months ago i would have died to be someone with the same kind of pulse as you. i wanted to know what it felt like to breathe your same air and listen to the fabrication of your words, your lies like lists of things you wanted me to hear, essays crafted to the palaces of my mind. you knew what i wanted because you know the architecture of so many women— not seeing my poisonous nature, the blisteringly sweet aftertaste that crumples you into me again, again, again, each hit better than the last. together we chase the dragon, needing more and more of each o

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To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget."

-- Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living

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laughing too loudly, running too far, looking back too often, getting paint on all of my jeans

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SuddenlyAutumn

Sep 17, 2014

Devious Journal Entry

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darlings i am sorry to be absent but my grandfather has passed away from this earth and from me and i am finding it hard to find my words

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SuddenlyAutumn

Aug 19, 2014

let's just take our time / lose the whole year

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i'm so sorry, i've been away. but it was good, and i am breathing easy again. as i hope you all are. i promise i'll get back to everyone and everything that's happening here, but i was walking by a flower stand in soho and i remembered something. about roses. and a boy. and i just wanted to tell you about him, about the first and the last boy who gave me roses; we were sweet sixteen and sweet hearts and our love was to be forever, even as the petals wilted onto the cover of my calculus book. he would leave them in my locker to be found before class but only after he had snapped off each and every thorn and my unbroken heart woul

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SuddenlyAutumn

Jul 22, 2014

bonfire on midsummer's eve, ashes on my face

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i have some questions and some facts, in no particular order question 1: am i the only person in the world who hasn't seen the movie frozen? follow up to question 1: does this make me a terrible person? follow up to the follow up to question 1: does anyone want to come hang out and watch it with me? k cool thanksss. fact 1: i have a birthmark on the back of my right leg that looks like a stegosaurus fact 2: i am obsessed with the weather in weird ways. question 2: how long do you think it takes to fall in love with somebody? fact 3: the last four meals i've eaten have been cheerios with extra honey. oops. fact 4: i just spent more mo

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starrynight031

Dec 28, 2017

Amazing. Your really good.

DanielHabakuk

Jan 9, 2015

...don't worry. I sometimes talk to myself. And I'm an inventory, too...

WingsOfaBrokenSwan

Nov 22, 2014

@.@ Yr talking to kitchen appliances !?

LadyBitterblue

Oct 28, 2014

Hello dear, I just fell in love with your words...
and I really don't have much else to say. The beauty of your writing is unique, ethereal, not meant to be caught and dissected. Your imagery is unusual and so fitting, your titles and beginnings are like dreamcatchers - but that's really not what makes your poems stand out so much. They give me a sense of freedom, being detached from the world and they're just so full of feelings in their purest, beautiful form...
Your heart must be a special thing and your mind a perfect garden to wander.
(Sorry this got quite long now)
And I know this comes late, but I hope you had a great birthday

~Ann

SuddenlyAutumn

Oct 29, 2014

ahhh i am floored by your kindness

thank you so much for the encouragement! it has been a long week and you definitely just made it 100x better.

i am ever-grateful

LadyBitterblue

Oct 30, 2014

aww, it's my pleasure! I'm really glad I could improve your week with my comment c: You deserve lots of encouragement

creatingisbreathing

Oct 26, 2014

Happy Birthday! I whish you all the best