MASTERLIST
Poetry
All-caps series
Prose excerpts
- California Pears (x) (x)
- This is the love I wish you'd given me
- This isn't how it happened
- 17th June
MASTERLIST
Poetry
All-caps series
Prose excerpts
You’re in her DM's. I'm going to bed early because I gave up on love. We are not the same.
there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.
wings of desire irl
nighttime is going to be fucked up under the trump administration, as he plans to get rid of the weird bug appointed by joe biden to be in charge of it. "the bug is too weird it freaks me out yucky", said the president-elect when asked about the nighttime department. insider sources say he plans to appoint an obscure youtuber known only as "gamer rickey" to the position.
the scary part about getting better is that there's this constant fear that things will go back to what they once were
As a feminist I don’t think about anything when I jerk off I kinda just piece togther conceptual abstracts
the new heart I've been growing in my garden is at a strange and delicate stage of development
“you’re so sensitive” i was born with a poet’s soul. bitch
"i have the right of way" was a form of protective charm uttered by urban travellers in the early 21st century. They believed this phrase acted as a ward against danger and injury, invoking the divine spirit of 'Traffic Law', one of their primary deities.
i gotta remember this
ok last thing. but what people fundamentally need to get through their heads is the significance of gaza fundraisers not being the same as like mutual aid when you're helping someone get groceries, because it is a genocide. there is insane deliberate scarcity and prices are unmanageable, because there is nowhere nearly enough for everyone, so only people who can pay can eat. and what positioning individual fundraisers as the only course of action does is quite simply give a tiny percentage of random people whose fundraisers take off the ability to pay those prices while thousands of others can't. and every one of those thousands of people without a fundraiser is suffering through the same inconceivably horrific reality. it is giving a few completely desperate people out of hundreds of thousands a slightly more favorable position in a horrific war economy of imposed scarcity. and what grassroots community kitchens do is try to mitigate in some small way that inconceivable hierarchy of who can pay and who can't, by stretching ingredients as far as they can last to cook meals at large scale and give them out at no cost. and obviously people are still going to send money to their friends and families because this is hell what else are we supposed to do but please just think about that before promoting endless individual fundraisers as somehow the most ethical way to help
Operation Olive Branch has a spreadsheet dedicated to mutual aid, local distro, community kitchens, etc. in Gaza.
This is a good place to start if seeking to donate to a community resilience action. Just contact the group(s) directly to make sure they are still active. Life in Gaza and Palestine is full of uncertainty.
thinking abt this post (PJO AU), except riko is the son of nike. riko, assured and steeped in victory all his life. of course he draws a one on his face every morning. maybe kevin is the son of exy, but riko has had victory in his blood from birth.
until he doesn’t, anymore. riko doesn’t win. not only has kevin won, he’s been winning this whole time, just holding himself back so it wouldn’t be too obvious. how long does it take for riko to think his mother has forsaken him? how long before he spirals? his father never cared about him, and that hurt enough—but he didn’t care if he was second to ichirou if he was winning on the court. it doesn’t matter to him the same way victory does, something he thought he would always have, something that was a part of him for so long, and yet he didn’t even realize when it slipped away. now he’s been abandoned by his father and his mother and when kevin leaves, too, he’ll be completely alone, completely worthless, completely forsaken.
jean is everything neil should have been and nearly was. neil is all jean could have been and will never be