Glasses-And-Blades

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And once again my chest expands with dragon fangs and teething pains in the splits of my veins, the ouroboros circling around my heart blind and hungry and I hiss as its scales drag across my voice like a blade at the neck of a crying infant. Immortality spins beneath the hollow of my throat and I bleed from the truth, the glass of the world breaking on my back. Take the shards and eat it. There is no life without pain.

ii. ...her heart remains closed to me. by Glasses-And-Blades, literature

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ii. ...her heart remains closed to me.

i. Mother's tongue cuts wires in her sleep. My paperthin wrists bleed and she holds them in her warm hands, prays over me with eyes closed, mouth open, hands closed, door open, heart- ii. So I write, and I write and I cry in my sleep but my windows are open and my door is closed, and my wrists are open but my mother's heart is- iii. She only ever sings in church. I haven't heard a lullaby since I was three. She raises her arms and I dip my head and when the preacher prays our eyes are closed, and our hearts are open but my mother's-

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Fae-child with her wrists full of grave dirt, eyes full of ghostlight they sing - when you call her name; Princess of the fog rings she dances on splinters and bleeds petals from her heels but, remember be careful of the moonless roses, the rain stones carved into ovals, the old belltower when it closes, they say; -remember- Her kisses hide teeth and her tongue drinks deep and her name rings old but death she comes for all.

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ii. ...her heart remains closed to me. by Glasses-And-Blades, literature

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ii. ...her heart remains closed to me.

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(6/30) judas kiss.

there’s something that i’ve never really understood; how come we feel so many things like a kick to the chest? if i’m here, and you’re there, how am i supposed to know what you feel is the same as what’s burning beneath my ribs. i press my lips to yours and i can’t tell if it’s shame or love. where do we go to learn to die. what are we really, but a funeral pyre waiting to happen. i’m sure they’ll write this story wrong but there are only so many things i can do to save myself. i know you will not hate me and that just makes it worse. can you see that horizon, singing you home?

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i can still hear the sirens, can't you? listen to the city sing, dear boy. you keep trauma in your pockets like a coin, like your charm comes from flippant words and not those moments when your grin tips the world, lights your sweet eyes, and i keep washing ashore on the same idea, just a fever dream / no apology when you say those things that you don't mean pero tú, por favor, no te vayas. i want you to be happy. i love your smile. i barely know you. i haven't told you this and i don't think i ever will but one can hope. there is a crack in everything / that's how the light gets in dear boy, i am the light. let me in. the idea i

NaPoWriMo 2020 Challenge Week #1: Maya Angelou by Lionnfart, journal

NaPoWriMo 2020 Challenge Week #1: Maya Angelou

Apr 1, 2020

Hi all! Y'all ready to do this? I am! For our first weekly challenge of the year, we're going to kick off with a favorite of mine: Maya Angelou. I've been wanting to dig deeper into her work for awhile, and if your goal this year is to read more up on poetry, she should be near the top of your to-read list if you aren't already familiar with her work. Eee! So excited! There is so much that can be learned from her and she will make EXCELLENT prompts. I'm already feeling inspired. :) Maya Angelou: Suggested reading Caged Bird - poetryfoundation.org On the Pulse of Morning (Excerpt) - poetryfoundation.org

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Jan 23
South Africa
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INFP-T || She/Her || Aquarius || Timid Poetess || Christian || Afrikaans || 23 January 1998 || Bibliophile || Pluviophile || Anime/Manga Fanatic

I either sleep too much or too little. People easily intimidate me but I have a deep fondness for animals and nature. Currently studying Psychology and Criminology in hopes of becoming a clinical psychologist. I could spend hours reading old mythology books or listening to music. I find it hard to choose favourites, but the few I have include: purple, seafood, Noragami, Evanescence and My Chemical Romance.
I apologise if I don't reply to comments and the like, I panic during social interactions.

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- Meet my best friend since we were two awkward nine year olds obsessed with stickers.

- My baby sister, inconvenience her and I will hunt you down.

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Glasses-And-Blades

Apr 6, 2020

Chapbook PLEASE HELP

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Hello lovelies! Soooo. I was thinking...wouldn't it be cool...if I made a digital, free chapbook of my NaPo poems? Problem is, I'm...basically a fish out of water. I don't know how to do this. Which programs do I use for a simple cover? Canva? Which programs do I use for the actual content and layout? Are there templates? I have no experience with these kinds of things, I don't even know how Photoshop works. Any advice? ;-;

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Glasses-And-Blades

Apr 2, 2020

NaPoGliiMo Plan

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Hello, lovelies. It's been a long quiet on my part. Apologies. I feel much more a ghost than a poetess, but the call of NaPoWriMo has given me strength. So! I cannot promise I'll be able to finish this time, and poetry is a language I haven't tasted in much too long, but I'm going to try. I downloaded this random "spin the wheel" app and made a few wheels for this month. The first one will determine the source of my prompt for the day: GliiMo 2017, GliiMo 2018, GliiMo 2020, NaPoWriMo or the oh-so talented avolitorial. Once I have my prompt source (no do-overs here), I'll move on to the prompt wheel and spin it! I may spin a total of thre