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ennui
whenever i’m bored, i can always feel the void slowly encroaching.
a poem by me // luka. ft. my photography.
there should be no closer relationship than mother and daughter, she once rested in your womb.
she promises you will never see her again.
Heart-Speckled Starling
Wordless awareness, made up engagement. A story more compelling than truth, ever-knowing. We speak in symbols and ciphers, love-making an equation. Receive half of me, then ask yourself how you felt empty. A small bird, a kind word, morning song, explanation or apology. Day and night hang briefly in equilibrium. I am freckled in former fondnesses.
the intimacy of being recognized by your perfume alone. the intimacy of holding someone’s hand while you both cross the street. the intimacy of knowing when your friends go to bed so you don’t wake them up with your messages. the intimacy of small smiles exchanged in the hallways. intimacy can be found in everything, because there’s always intimacy in being known.

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i. How could I brazenly claim The stars When even rainfall Like rivers Flows not to nor from me But through These feelings too Shall pass Like starlight turned to day
ii. These feelings are not mine to feel Not mine to hurt nor heal Yet like the rain that fell into my cup, my well Pass through me As the river does To sea So eyesight on starlight That I’ve no right To claim Who could be so brazen What claim could be made I hold no title nor no deed No flower, save a reed To whistle my whittled tune Chipped down and down, what loon-acy You see This emotion that doth stir The rivers, ponds, and birds No birds or bees No stories
NaNoWriMo Vol. 4, 11.22.24 “Can't Help Feeling"
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In her quiet strength, she found healing; every scar a testament that she's endured storms and has the power to bloom again.
part of me soon to be apart from me
I’m sorry for wishing it all out when all I ever wanted was to keep you safely
in
I’m sorry for dreaming up your life when it could never begin
I don’t want to count cardinals
catch butterflies
don’t want to see shapes in clouds or hear whispers in wind
I want what I was promised,
I’m a creator
I give breath I don’t care if you stretch my skin
I don’t mind if I get cut side to side again I wanted this
but now I’m just
a walking tomb, womb retching from the death
(a bit of me died with you)
please stay
and I’ll fill a swimming pool with saltwater tears where you can splash and play
please stay and I’ll spill bathwater from my eyes so you can bathe
please stay and I’ll keep the ocean full so you can watch the foam roll on the waves
(wishing the blood out isn’t wishing you away)
I died with you that day