china
Corpo meu fará quadrado.
Corpo meu duro que é
Embora palavras não diga
Palavras guarda. E responde.
*
Queria eu, esconder-me na montanha. Estudar a Via.
Mas não aguento, o frio - nem suporto, a fome.
in Poemas Anónimos - Turcos, Mongóis, Chineses e incertos, Assírio & Alvim
Corpo meu duro que é
Embora palavras não diga
Palavras guarda. E responde.
*
Queria eu, esconder-me na montanha. Estudar a Via.
Mas não aguento, o frio - nem suporto, a fome.
in Poemas Anónimos - Turcos, Mongóis, Chineses e incertos, Assírio & Alvim
"la la la lala..."
«People call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.»
«My hormones don't rage. Oh sure, they get mad sometimes, but then they just stop speaking to each other.»
«Stand firm for what you believe in, until and unless experience proves you wrong. Remember, when the emperor looks naked, the emperor IS naked. The truth and a lie are not sort of the same thing. And there is no aspect, no facet, no moment of life that can't be improved with pizza. Thank you.»
Daria
not-yet-lover
not-yet-lover.
how you hang in perfection.
a knight
a white flower
an unlying lip
upon lip.
at an hour past grace
i am thinking on the plot
of our delicious fiction,
a future,
ridiculous...
our maybe,
divine.
you're a vessel i fill
greedily,
the wild tale i tell myself
before you are human.
be not yet human,
be my
almost-lover
so i may dare you to gather me,
to drink to the sadness
that begins
with desire,
to scream down the face of this
eyeless, nameless beginningless lover
the wolf at a carcass,
the lava descending
the lily heavy with heat
Sarah Slean
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