catchingwhispers
Trapped
Call me Rye • they/them
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I think
people are like
water.
You need them to survive,
too little and you
die.
People are like
water,
And I have aquaphobia
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Scatter my wayward pieces across that cold, yawning winter sky // Part 19
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Asleep Asleep
They tug down your eyes
and Spin your head.
Asleep Awake
And the corner of the room
is Darker here
Awake Awake
Burn my heart
and Sing me a lullaby
// mj
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Writblr Intro
Hello! This is as awkward as telling something about yourself on the first day of class, but here we go.
I currently work full time and am finishing up a degree part time; so, I don't write as often as I would like to.
I have a variety of WIPs across a few genres. Most are in the development and world building stage, but 2 are in drafting.
Blur | YA paranormal? | 1st draft
Cats | slice of life/middle grade | 1st draft
I am looking forward to getting inspired by and connectting with the writblr community while I juggle everything it even when I have to take a break from writing.
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I ruminate yet
Can't quite articulate
Even gesticulate in an attempt
To demonstrate and get across
What germinates, gestates in
This liminal desolate
State--the culmination may
Feel antiquated but brush off
Dust, admire and appreciate
Even celebrate what made it
Through the dearth and deluge
That decimated
With deteriorating
Determination.
Ate seeds, bare fruit
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take a look
into my chest and
tell me what you find
i don't remember
what it was like
the last time i took a peek
// mj
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The moon can be anything you want it to be.
Photograph not by me.
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I’ve been collecting things in my chest, quietly placing them on shelves where no one can see them.
It is filled and cluttered with things I know I shouldn’t keep there.
- hushed potato
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You are the fire I can’t put out.
Every time I come running to you for warmth...you set me ablaze until I’m nothing but ashes.
- hushed potato
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My scars were never beautiful to me. Torn skin and severed nerves.
But when I turn them into poetry, I see glimpses of strength between the stitches.
WanderingWorlds
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I always feel like I’m trying to figure something out. I'm always lost inside my head and it feels like I’ve always lived in a big maze and I can’t find the exit to happiness. I want to get out. I’ve tried but I always end up getting trapped by doubt. I want to stop feeling confused and inadequate. I want to get out, but what if I get even more lost by figuring things out?
— Alexa Evangelista, the book I’ll never finish writing
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i am so here for two boys kissing,
i am so here for two girls kissing,
i am here for trans people,
non binary people,
intersex people,
bi people,
pan people,
asexual people,
every one,
being able to kiss and love
and be exactly who they are
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beauty and the beast, by sara li (via ig)
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I give you my heart
And ask you to break it
"How can I break something that is already broken?"
I promise its unused
It might be old
And dusty
But if it's broken
It came that way
// mj
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