Natalie Portman in Black Swan
i have spent so long bracing myself for the collision
that i have forgotten what softness felt like.
forgotten that love doesn’t have to be 3am speeding
with the windows down and my ribs in my throat
and my heart between your fingertips. i have forgotten
how to kiss without tasting blood, without drawing it too.
it’s just that holding your hand feels like tying myself
to a shipwreck and i’ve lost too much fighting to breathe
to risk going under the waves again. it’s just that
at this point i’m more scar tissue than girl,
more ashes than flame. it’s just that i’ve spent
so long falling, i’ve forgotten what it means to fly.
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Antonio Canova (1757-1822) – Aphrodite et Adonis
ignoring men is self care
Wrong! Self care is simply putting yourself first.
by ignoring men
you are rough hands and sharp edges / curled fists and purple beneath skin / to who do you owe your scars?
you bite from the fruit of sin
you lick the poison from the core of the berry
you’d swallow your aching heart if it meant numbing any feeling / for only a little while.lover don’t you know that the heart is a violent bird? / she refuses to be contained within the cages of your stomach.
i wait for the day you stop pouring red and spill gold instead / you’d come home sore from trying to rebuild rome / using dust and fragments of a deceased empire.
and i’d be waiting for you with clean sheets, bandages / and outstretched arms.
have you already forgotten softness?
—on loving an aries. / jessica d / my writing
Stephen Hawking passed away on Pi Day (UK time) and that’s hella of a way to go for a man invested in the worlds of science and math such as him.
Rest among the stars, my man
