it’s been months, i know. i hope everyone is well and is taking care of themselves.
please take a moment of your time to read this, and to reblog to spread the word.
i know everyone is going through a tough time due to coronavirus and everything going on. this is an especially hard time for my family. my entire family has been laid off, and as of yesterday, we lost our family dog. he had to be put down due to kidney failure, and it was one of the hardest things i’ve ever had to do in my life. due to this, and being laid off, my family can barely afford groceries, let alone a $800+ vet bill from the tests for my dog, and then euthanization. if anyone is able to donate, or wants to commission something from me. please check out the link. if not, please reblog to spread the word. thank you.
I do apologize for the inconvenience but I’m temporarily turning off anon. The terf anon has come into my inbox and said many disgusting things and I do not wish for this to happen again. I have been made to feel extremely unsafe and do not want to expose my followers to this. I will not be publishing the ask.
That being said, I am trans. I’m nonbinary and mlm. Anyone who is lgbt is welcome here. If you’re transphobic or homophobic or whatever and I see you in my notes you will be promptly blocked.
Do not let this stop you from sending in requests. I still love running this blog and I will not stop for a while.
I know anon being off can be intimidating so it is now on again. I do have a lot of requests that I hope to get to soon but the wound caused by that ask is still healing and it might be a minute before I can.
Emily’s words ~ more radiant than an aubade eloquence rescues Dolly at the time of her plunge she perused Emily…like the Springfield Daily Republican fore to aft, then…on to the comics
Emily compelled Dolly’s amusement ~to giggle secretly she was the blaze ensuring her sun appear…vague this comparison holds in all conditions
daybreak does not compare and the night ~ far more solitary Dolly dangles upon Emily’s clothesline
antiquity ~ a comfortless abode…minus one’s vigilance
to go back and see what it was like before poetry before it was beautiful when the world was dark and i was a thunderstorm spinning out of control to go back and read the words i used to write before there was light before you us before love
and the winter flowers will bow tonight for her all devoid of their petals that make them different they are as one tonight strong tonight but tomorrow tomorrow is a different tale tomorrow they all bloom they blossom they are crimson and cerulean they are violet and marigold they are individuals they are beautiful
again
and they remember her passing by they remember her petals were the most beautiful of them all
Death validated Emily’s scars anticipated her aversion ~ under his —- manipulation heeded supple, whispered laments during nightfall Death lapped Emily’s torment-filled tears
i am authentic sonnet and sestina raven yet sallow i am betwixt and beneath …beclouded i am the sweeping the fluid the transcribed i am your stanza i am your conception yours hers his theirs its
conserved sensibilities unanticipatedly burgeoning Emily visited Death’s legend becoming obscured in His lineslies immersed in Death’s Garden forenoon approached without signal Emily ~ Death’s prism
Emily crotchet’s words with lascivious ember ash settled in Death’s…ghost
searing ~ cinder at Emily’s feet Death (forlorn yet fortified) as it pleases
Emily attempts to douse hunger sweat from brow words beckoning ~ Death attends………. Emily appreciates Him her prism
Emily understands He requires ….gluttony this dusk yearn for me!! Emily screams ~ from cavernous sanctuary succumb - over and over
treasure…hand-me-down words cadence i was tortured ~ passably soused ………..enough i used to exploit adequately and write - words would…ebb like the rotgut the poisons and i padlocked…perception to witness words
unlearned
remembering how to be able to quarrel my passion managed to ~ kindle aflame with adoration cauterized remnants of where she - endured ………….smoldering
i could compose, you recognize ere before hooch, before gigolo despondency the astringent torrent tumbling from your eyes before ~ your cries
epoch’s…. enveloping edict like albatross neck asphyxiate life from lung surrender rhyme ~ with quake cracking ribcages …..leaving you spent upon the stage yet craving supplements bones exposed from the coercion cells and sinew ~ mangled blood smatterings scattered
Emily wrote words about Death …about Dolly about love transcending starlight above her head
Emily authored quarrels to Death to susan and ambience overwhelms is she able to endure anything…at all? Emily crafted disputes about the gratification ~ the torment that an undeniable lustbear
lured within a barricade of…words encompassing herself ~ lustrous sonnets glissading cascade afflicted throat - deliberately, Emily
Death’s punctuation departs Emily’s…shell drizzling to the capricious terrain earth ~ sodden a fire within - stokes Emily tarries ache becoming too much to disclose Emily’s upheaval complete
