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There is no stranger inside meSorrow is no stranger to my hand / It remains a constant beat were I stand / So I seek constantly God and bow

@Thisissignificant8

1m ago

Blessing or a curseIt's been so long, / Since I've felt like a free child. / I partly think it's my parents doing,

2m ago

metaphormy eye itches / so i rub and rub and rub / and im making it so much worse

7m ago

To Be Guided or UndoneI have stopped believing in the polished shapes of beauty, / not because they vanished, / but because they began to look like disguises for absence.

9m ago

Venting is so complicatedThere is so much I want to say, / that it's become impossible not to stray, / from telling you how I break.

9m ago

So tell meWhen will it stop? / When will you come back to life? When will my mind finally notice that you are here, right now? / I know you’re not dead, but the grief I feel is bigger than I can carry. I am weak, and my emotions are too strong to contain. So when will it stop? When will I get through a day with you here without shedding a single tear?

11m ago

dandelionsmy body planted / the horror on my face / when i looked in the mirror

14m ago

MaggotsTwo corpses sit side by side punctuating the silence with daggers of speech. / One turns to the other and moans. / The other moans back.

@the_village_corvidiot32

18m ago

A long way of saying I want to punch him in the faceThis anger lives in my shoulders / Tight and hot / Wound up too tight and the crank keeps turning

@the_village_corvidiot17

19m ago

Midnight RetinasAs I lay me down to sleep, / I look for all things quick and cheap, / A screen, a scene, needles and pins,

@the_village_corvidiot12

19m ago

The 31stThe oil is searing / Just like you wanted it to be, / And the towel absorbed your screams

@the_village_corvidiot6

20m ago

Guilt is the ThingIf hope is the thing with feathers, guilt is the thing with teeth, / It nibbles and gnaws at the edge of your mind and your gut, / It pulls your knuckles to your cheek and stains it in purple and grey,

@the_village_corvidiot13

20m ago

The AppointmentCarnations bought for memory this morning, / A bouquet made of strictly even-count. / The shroud’s cold touch is suffocating, turning

21m ago

The 23rdIt's been a long day / for no particular reason at all / and I am steeped in guilt

@the_village_corvidiot5

21m ago

Don't TreadEagle's child, / All-American boy, / slide that cold steel from your wrist to your elbows

@the_village_corvidiot5

22m ago

I wish I and youI wish I can stop my love / for you . / I wish I can stop my heart breath

22m ago

Ode to the TideAny fool who fights the sea loses. / The walls of water smacking into your chest, stealing your breath as you tumble through the mess of Poseidon's domain, / seaweed gripping your ankles like hands from hell,

@the_village_corvidiot10

22m ago

The ElephantThere's a bustling chaos about me in the midst of these clinking glasses and rattling silverware / It feels like a stalker, like I can always feel the ghost of its presence wherever I go / There's an elephant in the room,

@the_village_corvidiot11

23m ago

Stardust AgainThey say matter cannot be created or destroyed, / That we're all made of stardust, / The distant echo of ten thousand supernovae reanimated into clay figurines,

@the_village_corvidiot13

24m ago

Fight, flight, or...I see the red heart there / and it is stagnant, but in my mind it's beating, pulsating, / blood dripping down your fingers as you try so desperately to lick them clean

@the_village_corvidiot9

24m ago

Matthew 25:35-36, as written by the modern Christian nationalistFor I was hungry, and you told me / get a job, / work like the rest of us,

@the_village_corvidiot36

25m ago

intimacy of darkTo be kissed by moonlight / And caressed by stars, / Draped in darkened blue,

@liaAfterdark12

26m ago

All American BoysWhat’s that you call it? / Love? / We don’t do that here.

@the_village_corvidiot7

26m ago

In Defense of DarwinMy dad doesn’t believe in evolution. / I used to agree. / God breathed life into dirt and made a person,

@the_village_corvidiot27

27m ago

This is not a poemIn the modern world, all you have to do to write a poem is / Make / Short

@the_village_corvidiot5

27m ago

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