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evadneares · 10 months
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Caitlin Conlon, "The Surrender Theory"
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overthinksinbisexual · 11 months
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love as violence
caitlin conlon, phantom pains // tina tran, out of the ruins // venetta octavia // iain thomas // yves olade, the miracle mile // sara manguso, love letter (clouds) // traci brimhall, come the slumberless to the land of nod // unknown // margaret atwood, power politics // madeline miller, circe // warsan shire // richard siken, planet of love // hozier, cherry wine
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sweetmorninglamb · 1 year
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love & hunger
1. caitlin conlon x 2. ellen o’connell whittet, what you become in flight 3. unknown 4. ethel cain, strangers 5. @weaksorry x 6. hilma af kint, no. 4 7. unknown 8. anna green, the heart rate of a mouse 9. sotce 10. unknown
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fishingforwords · 3 months
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yeah, love hurts.
susan sontag || unknown poem || haruki murakami, sputnik sweetheart || 1927 children's book, jellyfish || vincent van gogh || marina ivanova tsvetaeva, poem of the end || pablo neruda, 20 love sonnets and a song of despair || caitlin conlon, consider the hairpin turn || charles bukowski || frida kahlo
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haleyincarnate · 3 months
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In any burning building there are at least two exits but when everything's red how are you supposed to read the signs?
Caitlin Conlon, The Surrender Theory; "Belated Questions"
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asoftepiloguemylove · 11 months
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Is there any chance you could make a web weaving of wanting to be a better parent than one’s own? Like a protective individual wanting to spite a bloodline of pain to foster love and care to their own child? To be better that one’s own parents? I think a web weaving of this would be gorgeous!
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Ethel Cain Family Tree (Intro) / The Oh Hellos Dear Wormwood / Emily Brontë Healthcliff / Caitlin Conlon (@/cgcpoems on instagram) / Lia Marie Johnson DNA / Nicola Yoon The Sun Is Also a Star / Daniel Jamie Williams Dear Mother... / Marina & The Diamonds The Family Jewels
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butchrat · 1 year
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hi! may i request a web weaving about feeling unlovable, unlikeable, meant to be alone forever, being too much and too needy? thank you so much 🫶🏻
"I'd crawl on my hands and knees for you to just tolerate me" people like you till they know you
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Stephen adly guirgis
Suzanne Rivecca
Caitlin Conlon
Daniele Valeriani
Yves Olade
Lorde
CJ hauser
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Welcome to the dollhouse
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cgcpoems · 2 years
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What I thought was forever was just last year. My body has attempted every rebellion at least twice. Like ice in a snowstorm, the future has solidified on the doorknobs. It asks me for the key. There's no way I'm making it out of here alive.
"I Can Tell It's Aquarius Season Because My Knuckles Are Splitting," by Caitlin Conlon
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inkymaws · 5 months
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ventingtothewalls · 1 year
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From The Surrender Theory: Poems by Caitlin Conlon
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“I Wish I Could Live Through Something” — Caitlin Conlon
after Lady Bird
as in, I wish anything I’ve lived through would finally end. As in, wish I could say what the other side of grief looks like but I’m still wading through the relentless center of it. As in, I’ve removed fistfuls of last words from the back of my stomach and cannot remember any of them, but maybe that’s for the better. Have you ever slept wrong on a terrible memory? Slept worse on good one? I’ll be blunt: my trauma has begun to bore me. This wicked heart is yearning for the power of hindsight.
I just want to look at something and know, without ever having to kiss its face, that I can survive it.
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evadneares · 10 months
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Caitlin Conlon "The Surrender Theory"
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sesamie · 6 months
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YOU COOKED FOR ME
once, in the time that we were together. Pasta. Vegetarian.
I leaned against your doorway, not yet comfortable in any place that belonged to you, and said how touched I was that you'd listen to my nervous babble on our first date. No meat, but dairy is fine.
It felt like the kindest thing anyone had ever done for me — mixing handmade pesto in a white bowl. Clearing away a stack of unopened mail from a stool so I could sit and watch the steam rise.
In retrospect I can see that you gave me very little and I tried to build an entire future with it.
You must understand, I had never been remembered like that, before.
With purpose. Without begging for it.
I took what I was offered and ran.
-Caitlin Conlon, The Surrender Theory
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kacophonie · 1 year
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caitlin conlon, the surrender theory
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dig-with-it · 1 year
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if you remember anything about me, i hope it is how brave i became in the aftermath.
— Caitlin Conlon
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haleyincarnate · 1 year
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Quote by Caitlin Conlon
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