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firstfullmoon · 7 months

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Molly McCully Brown, “Virginia, Autumn”

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feral-ballad · 2 years

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We are alive. And now the work is to be gentler with ourselves and with the world. I want such a sweet life for you. I want the fierceness of attention, of the light coming over the hill, of your own hand bringing a cup to your mouth. Of love, which will abide so much longer than the fire.

Molly McCully Brown, from Places I've Taken My Body: Essays

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angstkater · 7 months

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jamie oliveira, erosion // fyodor dostoevsky, complete letters // brian christie, from his website // gillian flynn, dark places // anne sexton, a self-portrait in letters // beatrice wanjiku, a fragment of ourselves returning (2018) // molly mccully brown, places i've taken my body: essays // carmen maria machado, in the dream house // rainer maria rilke, the book of images

#jamie oliveira #fyodor dostoevsky #brian christie #gillian flynn #anne sexton #beatrice wanjiku #molly mccully brown #carmen maria machado #rainer maria rilke

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sinligh · 11 months

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I woke up hyperaware of every inch of my body. A bone must be missing, a tooth or two my hair feels like an extension of the pillow that i hide my dreams underneath

And my head is too heavy with the weight of everything I said i will think about later…

Childhood, adolescence, adulthood

It all overlaps sometimes, and I worry that my childhood is all I’m going to grow up to live and relive.

I worry that it’s a punishment,

Like Prometheus; that I’ll spend my nights picking at it trying to cleanse myself from all that a young version of me wasn’t strong enough to process

only to wake up and realize I’m carrying it between my ribs again.

To be pregnant with another girl that will relive my life like I’m reliving my mothers.

I’m overthinking again

Stages of life like gates to the many graveyard’s that I have built inside me.

A sanctuary

A place of residence to all the feelings i had no time to over analyze.

I digged my phone from underneath the pillow, something must be said..

A phantom of the words that are trying to escape is at hands reach..

An Aura. A migraine.

Its 04:51 am. The sun didn’t rise yet, why am I awake again?

Thoughts are fighting each other for a way out, like a newborn waiting to be called by a name, any would be fine; as long as it gets acknowledgment.

On my way to the bathroom, i stumbled upon keywords

Some that I believe i missed the night before..

When anxiety was eating another pathway for itself. A way out, out of my brain

Necrosis.

I spent the past couple of months studying all that can go wrong in a woman’s body.

Starting from puberty highlighting child bearing period and ending with menopause.

It’s all prewritten

And I get mad with rage because improvisations are treated like a sin that can never be forgiven.

I watched women bleeding incomplete lives from between their legs, that without shedding a tear.

We’re used to that, aren’t we ?

Bleeding.

And incomplete lives.

Distant dreams of motherhood bleeding classic tragedies into an ink jar

to be hand written as another passage in the wrenching history of all the fabricated religious books that swore by women.

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•Quotes: Blythe Baird/ Paul Guest/Molly McCully Brown/ Uma Thurman/ Sylvia Plath/ Joel Coen/ Emily Rose Cole

•Original context: Sinligh

•Art reference:

1.painting by Domenico Induno. 2. Painting by Henry Asencio. 3.painting by graham dean. 4. Art by Patricia Cronin. 5. Art by Amelie, Maison d'art. 6. Spirit Body Consciousness by Byron Tik. 7. Painting by Francesca Strino 8. Charles-August Mengin (detail)

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lillyli-74 · 7 months

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I feel myself coming unstitched from the world. I can’t seem to make myself adjust.

~Molly McCully Brown

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gatheringbones · 2 months

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["I have the strongest startle reflex in the world. Call my name in the quiet, make a loud noise, introduce something sudden into my field of vision, and every time I’ll jump like there’s been a clap of thunder. It’s worst, though, if you touch me when I’m not expecting it. I startle the way a wild animal does. For years I thought only the bad wiring in my brain was to blame, the same warped signals that throw off my balance and make my muscles tighten, keeping me permanently on tenterhooks. Then I met Susannah, whose first memories are also of a gas mask and a surgeon’s hands, of being picked up, held down, put under. She too jumps at the smallest surprise, the slightest unanticipated touch. Now I think that feral reflex also arises from something in that early trauma: all those years of being touched without permission, having your body talked about over your head, being forced under sedation, made to leave your body and come back to a version that hurts more but is supposedly better—the blank stretch of time when something happened you can’t name. I think it matters that the first touch I remember is someone readying to cut me open, that when I woke I was crying, and there was a sutured wound."]

molly mccully brown, from the broken country, from wanting: women writing about desire, 2023

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typewriter-worries · 2 years

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What lived and died between us - haunts me still.

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dk-thrive · 10 months

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I swear I’ve been tender; I’ve been tough when I needed to be; I’ve let my body call the shots so it would last. Just this once, I need to force it to fall in line.

— Molly McCully Brown, Places I’ve Taken My Body: Essays ~ The Skin You’re In (‎Persea; June 2, 2020) (via Last Tambourine)

#Molly McCully Brown #tender #gentle #kind #body

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funeral · 2 years

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Molly McCully Brown, Places I’ve Taken My Body: Essays

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agirlnamedbone · 10 months

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Molly McCully Brown in Pleiades

#op #poem #poetry #molly mccully brown #pleiades #illness

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wehavewords · 11 months

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“Unclasped by bodies and their weight, we start again, we take another shape, we learn our worth by learning what we’re not, like new animals or children who, finding themselves wingless, still test the air and fall.”

Molly McCully Brown & Susannah Nevison, In the Field Between Us: Poems

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imaginemirage · 1 year

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"You said our eyes can remake a thing, change a shape by looking. I don't want another thing to lose its skin or come undone."

Molly McCully Brown

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feral-ballad · 2 years

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…my anger is a secret, a small stone only I can feel settled heavy in my throat.

Molly McCully Brown, from Places I’ve Taken my Body: Essays

#molly mccully brown #anger #rage #excerpts #writings #literature #prose #fragments #selections #words #quotes #lit #prose collection #american literature #american prose

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summerpoets · 2 years

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— places i’ve taken my body: essays by molly mccully brown

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sinligh · 2 years

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Clawing into reality With the desire to detach fogging my consciousness…

Its is harder than its believed to be and I have my broken nails to confirm that.

Tonight it felt more like gnawing on an invisible leash.

So i placed my hand On my own chest.

defatted, i let the heat beneath it still it to numbness.

A stronger power placed the taste of weathering on the tip of my tongue and in a reciprocating motion i moved my hand searching for a way to reach it only to touch the radiant abyss that is swelling inside me

It induced tingles on my fingertips.

And like magic I raised it to my eyelids placing heaviness on top of them

playing a trick that made them panic and believe in the darkness as an only option.

Still and all, choosing to drift off and away far from the nightmare of reality

Seemed like the only way to survive and fall into a dreamless land

With only broken nails and the guilt of white lies

to hold on as a casualty.

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• Quotes: Heather Havrilesky/ Molly McCully Brown/ Warsan Shire/ Virginia Woolf/ Jenny Zhang/ Mary Oliver/ Albert Camus.

•Original context: Sinligh

•Art reference:

1. Laura Makabresku And Death In A Magical Land. 2. Witold Pruszkowski, Falling star, 1884. 3. Harpy, an art print by Betty Jiang. 4. Art by Adolf Hiremy-Hirschl.

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lillyli-74 · 1 year

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Photography by Nombril7

Inside me something seethes. Inside me some feral animal claws at my ribcage, trapped.

~Molly McCully Brown

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