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firstfullmoon · 4 months

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Paul Guest, “All I Know”

#I’m thinking of what is vital today #w #poetry #paul guest

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sicknessinmotion · 8 months

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I LIKE TO CALL THE EARTH MY MOTHER; ON THE WORLD AS A NEIGHBORHOOD

june gehringer // taysa jorge // anaïs nin // paul guest // taysa jorge // jennette mccurdy // julie buntin

#june gehringer #taysa jorge #anaïs nin #paul guest #jennette mccurdy #julie buntin #on humanity #on the world #web weaving #poetry #quotes #webweaving #writing #words

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sweatermuppet · 1 year

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from the lives of the optimists by paul guest, published in my index of slightly horrifying knowledge

[Text ID: It’s January. Tomorrow we’ll grieve. /End ID]

#currently reading #paul guest #my index of slightly horrifying knowledge #ID included #quotes #poetry

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fromdarzaitoleeza · 11 months

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Some nights I wake up and everything hurts a little . It is amazing how long a ruined thing will burn .

—Post-Factual Love Poem by Paul guest 1987

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dysphoresque · 1 year

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how monsters are created, and by monsters i mean girls with mommy issues

fyodor doestoevsky / the brothers karamazov // fiona apple // tumblr user nipplering // paul guest / 1987 // blythe baird // if my body could speak

#mommy issues #womanhood #mother issues #toxic mother #web weaving #fyodor doestoevsky #fiona apple #paul guest #blythe baird

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feral-ballad · 1 year

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Paul Guest, from My Index of Slightly Horrifying Knowledge; “At Night, in November, trying not to think of Asphodel”

[Text ID: “To be stripped of desire / as if it were a bandage.”]

#paul guest #desire #wanting #excerpts #writings #literature #poetry #fragments #selections #words #quotes #poetry collection #typography

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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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haleyincarnate · 11 months

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The ache is eternal, isn’t it? Every night is a war we wake and bleed from.

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A year after I got it for my birthday, I finally had the money to dump on some wide Polaroid film to try out my Lomo Instant Wide Polaroid camera! Still figuring out exactly how to work it, lmao. Just in time for my few days in Nags Head; expect some beach photos and whatnot in the future, friends!

Excited to escape a while and have some much needed time to reflect. ✨

#hmh #mine #art #writing #handwriting #quote #paul guest #relationships #friendship #break up #heartbreak #loss #polaroid

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bluegarners · 11 months

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Paul Guest, from “1987.”//solar flares//New Teen Titans Vol. 7, #55//solar flares//Nightwing 2011, Issue 7//solar flares//Prodigal Arc, Robin #13//unknown

#solar flares #web weave #dick grayson #bruce wayne #dc comics #new teen titans #nightwing #nightwing 2011 #prodigal arc robin 13 #paul guest #robin #batman #this was one of the weaves i was screaming about to you all the other day #anyway slight spoilers for chapter 1 ig but not really

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firstfullmoon · 1 year

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