girl from andromeda
❝mr. saturn grinned as the girl from andromeda wept, lamenting the loss of her galaxy.❞ [beautiful cover by clubstatic.]
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the stage manager is tearing seams and drinking salty coffee (a book of poems by
from the strangest corners of my head. colleen cosette goodman © 2015-2016
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Contrast
A collection of tragedies of sorts, of demons or angels (whatever you'd fancy to call them) that lurk and/or gleam in my mind. Written when the moon's dreary and the sun's near awakening. Obnoxiously metaphoric, subtly inspirational. © Jake Sullivan, 2014
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winterstorm
she was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.
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mortals
i will shed myself of humanity and hold it within my aching chest, as if it will stop the burning. [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]
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but i must admit
“but i must admit i miss you quite terribly. the world is too quiet without you nearby. i go to bed early and rise late and feel as if i have hardly slept at all.”
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Fragments
One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4
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of blind heroines and foolish heroes
“i give a fuck. i give a lot of fucks, actually. i'm a prostitute of feelings.”
