all hail the monolith
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earthsoda.bsky.social
choking up chrysalis
mutations
growth
i love how you let me change you
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silby.bsky.social
pause to decipher
drunken linear b scrawl,
grubby tiles profaned
earthsoda.bsky.social
bathroom graffiti
halloween air
drunk date
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wingeater.bsky.social
o radiancegulper
o illiquid font;
veilgestated
earthsoda.bsky.social
in the openings and highways of brick
you leave me loveletters, hidden,
to be eaten by the paperbugs and delivered to the dead
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silby.bsky.social
pukesour aftertaste;
regurgitated phrases
drying on the page
earthsoda.bsky.social
there is a vomit
on my hands
and my clothes
and my notebook
any my texts

but they each come from a different orifice
earthsoda.bsky.social
black shroud (lace)
pulled tight (rain)
funeral kiss (me)
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wingeater.bsky.social
do you hold
coagulated wings
in coughing flesh
tongue of pearl, shuddering
gobbetcaul, figured
in tensed locks, singing

or are you
unstrung, dangling
claws against wax skinmound
feather and hair
from high spines,
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jomalby.bsky.social
dusk
the mute hour
between us

~ Lisa Alletson, @lisaalletson.bsky.social / lisaalletson.com // #Photography: ‘Misty Church’ by Piotr Skrzypiec / piotr-skrzypiec.pixels.com #vss365 #haiku
A church with a lit steeple stands alone on a snow-covered hill in the winter mist, in the background a mountain peak appears as if piercing through the deep blue sky of dusk.s
earthsoda.bsky.social
do you think nietzsche would like minecraft
earthsoda.bsky.social
haha yes

"that can't be what this means. the fuck."
earthsoda.bsky.social
the prompt is "elytra"
i frantically check my phone
for the definition
while hurrying to the car
earthsoda.bsky.social
locked eyes
matching breath -
lunchbreak ends
earthsoda.bsky.social
oh the words i could write
about the bruises i gave
and the bruises i will give
and the bruises you beg me for

instead i will let your body explain yourself
earthsoda.bsky.social
backwash hot
humid sticky
gross air

and the
way your
skin sequins
earthsoda.bsky.social
the wear on the wood
matching your grip on my waist
matching the frailty of your palm
matching the twist in the sheets
and the sound at the door
earthsoda.bsky.social
out of breath
early morning
escaping birthdays
earthsoda.bsky.social
the way the popcorn ceiling peels
purposeful wounds
reminds me how
you always meant to fix everything around here
earthsoda.bsky.social
fence, separating
fingers, together
kiss, undelivered
earthsoda.bsky.social
frayed flannel thread
from the back of the closet
cut with scissors
from the same box
earthsoda.bsky.social
the bat bites,
blind and mewling -
i offer my wrist