Up north the earth bares herself to you. She lets you take part in the matrilineal reign of the atmosphere. Her breasts rise high and droop down low for the purpose of climbing her peaks and exploring the pastures below. She welcomes you to the edge of her bosom to cast down your tautness and […]
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This has been my most favorite piece to write in 2019 and maybe even ever. Please as you listen visualize whatever pain may be standing in the way of your true authentic self being healed. Miss Parisia B.
December Eighteenth
I have to let you go. It’s important for me, almost crucial, that I have you. And if I must give my love over to the possibility, uncertainty will hold my heart. I have to guard my soul against hope. From the inevitable worry of your well being and fear of your resentment. Every time […]
faithless
This is when faith matters, When the ones who once praised you curse your name. This is when faith matters, When you can’t seem to find a lesson in losing love and gaining hate. This is when faith matters, When the people you depend on let you down, again. This is when faith matters, When […]
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The further I stray from you, the more I can love you. I need for my heart to remain unhinged, to fail at love and discover a new way to let love in. I need to search for you in every man I come across, to convince them to love me so I can convince […]
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Enjoy this narration of My love-hate letter to you. Close your eyes and imagine the words, settle into the feelings it brings. There is room for more than one emotion at a time. Explore which ones surface
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Master of Self Subversion
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Something about me misses the desolate isolation of that city, the way it demanded absolutely nothing of me. Even the sun shone like it didn’t belong, forever cowered behind an iron community of clouds. Between those city lines, right off Bland and Jefferson, I found an existential bliss in my torment. No part of me […]
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Doing what is best for yourself, will never be the best version of the story for anyone else. My life has never been my own and due to the fact, my future is tied up in everyone else. What’s fucked up, is the moment you begin to free yourself from the confinement of everyone else’s […]
Dear Winter Love
I think we must have confused who one another was during our first meeting. Your need for freedom seemed to match my passion for death, but consequently, they don’t mix. To be physically free requires life, and well quite frankly while my love for death is freedom, it demands an absence of actualization you weren’t […]