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sophie commented on the post, pained 2 months ago
the last few hours before the death of a moth, it must wonder what the point of spinning around the dim sore-eyes light of a lamp was, and how she had contributed to the world. the looming of death brings such thoughts along with it.
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sophie commented on the post, blasted 2 months, 1 week ago
it was after the war that we emerged from the rubble like flies feeding on a carcass. i wasn’t sure where i was for the three weeks i spent rubbing my palms into dirt and licking my lips until my tongue was just as parched. it is pain which dragged me here, coarsed through my ribcage, my spine, my femurs.
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sophie commented on the post, eternal 2 months, 1 week ago
there are pools of my tears collected in the roof gutter, staining your window with their salt. the next day, you carry a bucket and a sponge, set the bucket in the flowerbeds and tear the rhododendrons from their roots. you scrub your way into sunset, remove your own fingernails trying to displace those salty stains like crystals suspended from a chandelier.
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sophie commented on the post, terrain 2 months, 2 weeks ago
I could feel something building up inside me, or something crawling and climbing along my internal organs. It snaked up my spine, then touched my tonsils and down my throat it fell, into the pit of my stomach, grappling then onto kidneys and swallowed eventually by my small intestine. I couldn’t stop staring at you that day.
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sophie commented on the post, holder 10 months ago
ingrained in my mind is the way your hands cupped that blackbird as its eyes slowly shut to small slits in pain, or peace. one or the other. perhaps both. it died in your arms that day and even though i told you […]
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sophie commented on the post, bucket 10 months, 2 weeks ago
maybe the problem with my head being like a vessel with holes in the bottom is that i have hardly read any books in my life compared to the geniuses who swim alone in a sea of it, they do not drown in it but float […]
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sophie commented on the post, railroad 10 months, 3 weeks ago
it was one of those days when the air felt so heavy that i wondered by midday if i was being choked slowly to death by it. we walked on tiptoes through the woods because we hadn’t worn sufficient shoes and […]
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sophie commented on the post, crust 11 months ago
there are sparrows in my windpipe and they are trying to sing but their song cannot escape because it hurts my throat and it hurts my core. i think about the crust of your shoulders, the smoothness of the skin, […]
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sophie commented on the post, dwell 11 months ago
people told me not to think about it as if telling myself over and over not to dwell would actually miraculously help the subject disappear from my head. yet i continued to glance downwards because the more i […]
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sophie commented on the post, fractures 11 months, 1 week ago
sixty seconds wasn’t enough time to allow myself to prepare for the fall which stood in front of me with the sound of glass shattering around my ears and the dull ringing of my own core. bones and people scattered […]
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sophie commented on the post, persons 11 months, 1 week ago
they ran around inside my head knocking on the walls of my mind like nails knocked in with a hammer. they were entirely ingrained there and their chatter or their whispers never left, even in the dead of night. i […]
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sophie commented on the post, grind 11 months, 2 weeks ago
everything in the soup made me feel sick when i imagined the abatoir the bones had come from, the freezing rooms where carcasses were kept rolling across an expanse of desolate land where nothing grew because it […]
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sophie commented on the post, jelly 11 months, 3 weeks ago
and i am the colour of a raspberry jelly from embarrassment looking you in the eye across the room because you make me sick and i am unsure how i did it without closing my eyes and wincing as i relive the smell of […]
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sophie commented on the post, transform 12 months ago
it was a sunny day running away like a stallion and i decided that it was time to step into the time capsule i had created for myself a number of years ago mostly for emergency international crises such as nuclear […]
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sophie commented on the post, lodge 1 year ago
and there i was walking through the forest of lost pennies which over time had become fastened between the floorboards until they were a member of the copper nails the copper pennies i turned into a copper girl i […]
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sophie commented on the post, quest 1 year ago
i am warm and i cannot find anything anywhere but today it does not matter because the sun is shining in slats through my ribcage and it beams from my heart and i am a weather system with trees growing in my guts […]
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sophie commented on the post, base 1 year ago
high
low
or somewhere in the middle
there is nowhere
with you
inside me
on me
outside me
offside
on
there is no home for you here
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sophie commented on the post, instrumental 1 year ago
the sounds in my mind made my ears ring and my eyes water and the sounds in my mind make my nails run along chalkboards and my teeth grind together. there is an orchestra outside of the wind and the ocean clashing […]
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sophie commented on the post, nominated 1 year ago
this is a meaningless word in a desolate wasteland where nothing exists and the concept of democracy is locked in our televisions and oil spurting from the wastelands of texas into the wasteland of my mouth and my […]
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sophie commented on the post, separate 1 year ago
there was a void missing from my life. being sixteen was supposed to be good but instead it was as if the strings inside me broke or the seas parted. something happened with detached myself from all that was […]
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