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Junk Punch
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I guess I just like saying things. #poetry meets #shitposting https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:kri3ljagyrc6cy4plsebedlu/feed/aaanj5znes4z6
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The need to be seen and the horror of being seen all at the same time.
using em dashes—
not for flair—
but because they interrupt
and pause like my brain
also—
you don’t like them
so now they feel fire
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This cringe account is a form of therapy. Just let me go with it.
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i’ll always hate you & i’ll always be grateful you made me feral
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grief is like that tangled necklace you put down & pick up & put down & pick up
two ghosts
we went quiet
cold
yet it brings me peace
knowing you’re somewhere
laughing in the sun
and every so often
the breeze stirs the leaves
in such a way that
a warm memory
shines through
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Walking into the woods and never looking back as self care
your face lingers
etched somewhere
older than my memory
where our souls once touched
not as lovers but
something deeper
i think that’s why
i can’t let you go

do you feel
the light on your face
I send you every day
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Got some little clay buddies drying #ceramics
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I hear you singing.
Laughter flows from your kitchen
while you cook for me.
You were my person, my safe place, the one I messaged when I got home. Now you’re just silence.

You said forever but took it back in an instant, never turning to look back.

You were my constant, my everything. Now you’re just a ghost in all the places I still look for you.
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Who told you that you have to finish every book you start?
I guess you can’t lose something you never really had so I should be happy but I’m just broken and crushed at my very core because I believed your forever and now I’m changing my will and mailing your things back to you
She said I was the love of her life about a million times.
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Go be lovely in a shitty world.
They circle, loud and dull, thinking I’m theirs to charm, to win, to wear like a prize they’ve earned by existing. But my heart belongs to her. She sees my light and loves my dark, holds me, knows me. And them? They don’t even deserve the ashes of my attention.
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some days
it's necessary
to consume
the outdoors
nature, natural wonders
the sky
what's reflecting
back, at you
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Everybody's got a rusty old box with shit they trust in it. Mine won't open because it's always baking soda to your face and parked along the coast behind your back
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the stress of the day
taken, away
left at the door
he takes over
the necessity
of give and take
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It is snowing in Kyiv.
Late evening.
We had three air raid alerts today.
Ballistics, drones...
Life is going on anyway.
I visited an exhibition
where I saw a woman crying.
Coming soon.

My eyes and camera are like suitcases full of beautiful and ugly things.