Tag: metaphors

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but i don’t want anybody but you.i don’t want anyone else. and in this moment i realizethat’s exactly what i want—what i’m yearning for—summed up in two sentences by ernest hemingway. and i know that pending call between usmight become a silent dare,like the last time i tried circling backto someone who couldn’t decide on me.while i hoped beneath white sheets, tired,his choices became … Read More

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obelis

i can’t wait to gravel my toes in another ground far from this one to gaze up at a distant green palm and wish i were as tall as it the clouds clear or rolling, sun bathing or storm swaying picking tumble weed and odd flowers foreign to my eyes yet known in my heart for the everlasting breathtaking torment they bring me this … Read More obelis

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patina

One foot in front of the other, like models in a high-paced fashion show. Two things on my mind: bills and a vintage lamp. What runs through their minds during the show? Fashion shows, with their meticulous attention to detail and seamless blending of past and present trends, often mirror the aesthetics we choose for our own spaces. Every piece is an essential part … Read More patina

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metaphors

I don’t know what’s good anymore. I write, and write. there’s a collection of past emotions pilled up between the pages in the notebooks that raid the cupboard, and I don’t know what I feel anymore. I write, and write. I don’t know if those feelings still reside and hold a place in the veins that run my body and beat the heart with … Read More metaphors

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last round

you were a buttona raisea flickering phasesmudge on the grounddirt on my faceyou could not face yourselfbad for my health lacking my taste hot leatherburning desirechemical codeour weaknesses spoke simply a bad choiceto fall for your voiceparaded in my mindsick full of lies dead to me nowfrom heavyweight gownsgaslighting hipsto drip intolerance I gave up in the endwanting to winthe last round.