Postcolonial Love Poem by Natalie Diaz
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poetryI’ve been taught bloodstones can cure a snakebite,
can stop the bleeding — most people forgot this
when the war ended. The war ended
depending on which war you mean: those we started,
before those, millenia ago and onward,
those which started me, which I lost and won —
these ever-blooming wounds.
I was built by wage. So I wage love and worse—
always another campaign to march across
a desert night for the cannon flash of your pale skin
settling in a silver lagoon of smoke at your breast.
I dismount my dark horse, bend to you there, deliver you
the hard pull of all my thirsts—
I learned Drink in a country of drought.( Read more... )
From Postcolonial Love Poem - pg 1
can stop the bleeding — most people forgot this
when the war ended. The war ended
depending on which war you mean: those we started,
before those, millenia ago and onward,
those which started me, which I lost and won —
these ever-blooming wounds.
I was built by wage. So I wage love and worse—
always another campaign to march across
a desert night for the cannon flash of your pale skin
settling in a silver lagoon of smoke at your breast.
I dismount my dark horse, bend to you there, deliver you
the hard pull of all my thirsts—
I learned Drink in a country of drought.( Read more... )
From Postcolonial Love Poem - pg 1
here for a good time not a long time by jemmacdraws (NSFW)
21 April 2025 23:35mific posting in fanart_recsFandom: Stranger Things
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Eddie Munson
Content Notes/Warnings: a bit NSFW due to his partly naked chest
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: jemmacdraws on tumblr
Why this piece is awesome: A gorgeous piece with rockstar Eddie under stage lighting. Very pretty and very sexy, toying with his spiked collar.
Link: here for a good time not a long time
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Eddie Munson
Content Notes/Warnings: a bit NSFW due to his partly naked chest
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: jemmacdraws on tumblr
Why this piece is awesome: A gorgeous piece with rockstar Eddie under stage lighting. Very pretty and very sexy, toying with his spiked collar.
Link: here for a good time not a long time
That Ben Linus Glare by itsdoctorlinus (SFW)
19 April 2025 16:39juniperphoenix posting in fanart_recsFandom: Lost
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Benjamin Linus
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: pencil, I think
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery:![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
itsdoctorlinus
Why this piece is awesome: This slice of a portrait captures Ben's expression so well that my brain automatically draws the rest of the scene around it. Classic Ben.
Link: That Ben Linus Glare
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Benjamin Linus
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: pencil, I think
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery:
Why this piece is awesome: This slice of a portrait captures Ben's expression so well that my brain automatically draws the rest of the scene around it. Classic Ben.
Link: That Ben Linus Glare
Sonnet 7 by Terrance Hayes
19 April 2025 11:08atlantablack posting in poetryI lock you in an American sonnet that is part prison,
Part panic closet, a little room in a house set aflame.
I lock you in a form that is part music box, part meat
Grinder to separate the song of the bird from the bone.
I lock your persona in a dream-inducing sleeper hold
While your better selves watch from the bleachers.
I make you both gym & crow here. As the crow
You undergo a beautiful catharsis trapped one night
In the shadows of the gym. As the gym, the feel of crow-
Shit dropping to your floors is not unlike the stars
Falling from the pep rally posters on your walls.
I make you a box of darkness with a bird in its heart.
Voltas of acoustics, instinct & metaphor. It is not enough
To love you. It is not enough to want you destroyed.
From American Sonnets for My Past and Future Assassin page 11
Part panic closet, a little room in a house set aflame.
I lock you in a form that is part music box, part meat
Grinder to separate the song of the bird from the bone.
I lock your persona in a dream-inducing sleeper hold
While your better selves watch from the bleachers.
I make you both gym & crow here. As the crow
You undergo a beautiful catharsis trapped one night
In the shadows of the gym. As the gym, the feel of crow-
Shit dropping to your floors is not unlike the stars
Falling from the pep rally posters on your walls.
I make you a box of darkness with a bird in its heart.
Voltas of acoustics, instinct & metaphor. It is not enough
To love you. It is not enough to want you destroyed.
From American Sonnets for My Past and Future Assassin page 11
Lullaby on Mount Moriah by Traci Brimhall
18 April 2025 18:35atlantablack posting in poetryThe lullaby I wrote on your throat about the stained
hilt of the knife in my hand begins — Whisper, or snow
will come and make its sadness famous in your mouth.
The why of you a radiant devilfish, the what of you
a fat little soul bluing at the edges.
The surest way to receive a free ram is to tie your son’s hands
behind his back. Offer me a metaphor, God said.
Abraham stretched Isaac out on a rock, Like this?
( Read more... )
From Come the Slumberless to the Land of Nod pg. 6
hilt of the knife in my hand begins — Whisper, or snow
will come and make its sadness famous in your mouth.
The why of you a radiant devilfish, the what of you
a fat little soul bluing at the edges.
The surest way to receive a free ram is to tie your son’s hands
behind his back. Offer me a metaphor, God said.
Abraham stretched Isaac out on a rock, Like this?
( Read more... )
From Come the Slumberless to the Land of Nod pg. 6
A Series of Gentle Reminders by Rudy Francisco
17 April 2025 22:07atlantablack posting in poetryDelete the number,
trash the boxes
give the sweaters away.
Stop holding onto things
that do not fit you anymore.
Clutter has many faces.
Forgive them.
They didn’t apologize,
and you’re still mad,
but what I do know is this:
a closed fist
can punch through a wall,
but you can’t fix the hole
until you open your hands.
The past
is one of the few things
more stubborn than we are.
It will not change
and doesn’t care if
you have a better idea
of how the story
should’ve ended.
( Read more... )
from Excuse Me as I Kiss the Sky pg. 119-121
trash the boxes
give the sweaters away.
Stop holding onto things
that do not fit you anymore.
Clutter has many faces.
Forgive them.
They didn’t apologize,
and you’re still mad,
but what I do know is this:
a closed fist
can punch through a wall,
but you can’t fix the hole
until you open your hands.
The past
is one of the few things
more stubborn than we are.
It will not change
and doesn’t care if
you have a better idea
of how the story
should’ve ended.
( Read more... )
from Excuse Me as I Kiss the Sky pg. 119-121
(no subject)
17 April 2025 12:52northlands posting in poetryto care this way
by Threa Almontaser
is turning me off. so i take a walk.
plums fall from trees and protest
& i can’t see the colour green
anymore & just last night yo
just last night god went SPLAT
on my window like a fluttery lick
spittle & told me all love starts
in a garden. what am i supposed to do
with that? another friend goes. gone
enough. almost never here. those facetimes
inside me out all year, wishing I could see you
in the hospital. life breaks who doesn’t cry
eventually. one more grave in the middle
of all that green. prayers tangle in my pockets
like earphone wire. i think about the best way
to maneuver my mask & eat, then give up.
i think about the best way to sneak
into the hospital. what about the body
& everything it can’t keep? i’m so over
the garden. i stood at its knee, dressed in
leaves, begging for fruit. learned the only
predator in paradise is me. no eating or being eaten.
bony limbs, broken lungs & growing more
unknown.
by Threa Almontaser
is turning me off. so i take a walk.
plums fall from trees and protest
& i can’t see the colour green
anymore & just last night yo
just last night god went SPLAT
on my window like a fluttery lick
spittle & told me all love starts
in a garden. what am i supposed to do
with that? another friend goes. gone
enough. almost never here. those facetimes
inside me out all year, wishing I could see you
in the hospital. life breaks who doesn’t cry
eventually. one more grave in the middle
of all that green. prayers tangle in my pockets
like earphone wire. i think about the best way
to maneuver my mask & eat, then give up.
i think about the best way to sneak
into the hospital. what about the body
& everything it can’t keep? i’m so over
the garden. i stood at its knee, dressed in
leaves, begging for fruit. learned the only
predator in paradise is me. no eating or being eaten.
bony limbs, broken lungs & growing more
unknown.
ethereality by firefly-party (NSFW)
17 April 2025 23:49mific posting in fanart_recsFandom: Stranger Things
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Content Notes/Warnings: a bit NSFW - naked torsos
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: firefly-party's Stranger Things art on tumblr
Why this piece is awesome: They're both in a pool, lit up in luminous torquoise - definitly ethereal, and gorgeous!
Link: ethereality
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Content Notes/Warnings: a bit NSFW - naked torsos
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: firefly-party's Stranger Things art on tumblr
Why this piece is awesome: They're both in a pool, lit up in luminous torquoise - definitly ethereal, and gorgeous!
Link: ethereality
Come get your drinks at QUARK’S! by Kao (SFW)
15 April 2025 19:48felis posting in fanart_recsFandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Quark
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: Digital Art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery:![[tumblr.com profile]](https://www.tumblr.com/favicon.ico)
lt-kaollumn
Why this piece is awesome: The colours! The style! :D I'm so impressed that this works so well, given how busy and in-your-face colourful it is. Very shiny, too, and I love all the inventive, detailed drinks he's carrying around. (Artist's description: Unfortunately, Quark is understaffed this evening and has to run tables himself. He’s not happy, but at least he’s fabulous.)
Link: Quark
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Quark
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: Digital Art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery:
Why this piece is awesome: The colours! The style! :D I'm so impressed that this works so well, given how busy and in-your-face colourful it is. Very shiny, too, and I love all the inventive, detailed drinks he's carrying around. (Artist's description: Unfortunately, Quark is understaffed this evening and has to run tables himself. He’s not happy, but at least he’s fabulous.)
Link: Quark
The Pages You Loved by Khaled Mattawa
12 April 2025 13:50snowynight posting in poetryForesee how dried, yellowed,
with neglect, think
of the hands that made them,
not with love, with certainty,
the leather smooth decades later,
the pages warm as wood,
the thought reaching a seed
that fell from a bird’s flight,
a hoof tucking it in folds of loam,
wispy roots sending it deeper
into the dark, the thought
like a hair in your throat.
Earth knows no such ambivalence,
good to itself, mending,
dampening sends you to self-
ignited forests, hordes fleeing,
blazes in what was there before
mouths came to call them eyes,
fear and fire, how close
the thought wanders into flood
and drought and motions
attributed to a fist-sized heart.
All those rocked, senses quaked,
those eyes flooding and welling
add up to a stone rolling
down a mountainside
into salt water, the sum the size
of a cloud or glacier thawed.
Shut the book, the thought
writes itself like yeast;
seam the sky, a smoky tail,
fastened by the measure of limitation.
And you the world’s watcher,
moments at the mirror
allowed as achievement,
the wisp of wheat (highlights)
in the coffee of her hair,
the two of you hand in hand
across a window display,
a clip from that day in Eden
the short footage of days recalled—
all illuding fingers,
hidden under the sheet’s grain.
Steve and Eddie AU by littleststarfighter (SFW)
12 April 2025 17:00mific posting in fanart_recsFandom: Stranger Things
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: littleststarfighter on tumblr
Why this piece is awesome: Love the intensity and drama, the details and cool colours.
Link: Steve and Eddie AU
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: littleststarfighter on tumblr
Why this piece is awesome: Love the intensity and drama, the details and cool colours.
Link: Steve and Eddie AU
