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August 30, 2014
You Were Not An Aquarium Boy by IrrevocableFate is a touching piece of poetry that is full of wonderful, well-worded imagery.
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Sea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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drowning with him
there’s this boy i work with.
he is five.
he wears long sleeves
and shorts with holes in them
that are only kept together with
small clothespins and thin threads.
his hair is always cut close
to his skin, though his bangs are left
just long enough so it covers his eyes
and i know no one can see them.
but i always watch him.
only sometimes i will allow myself
to watch over someone else, even though i know
this boy will only continue to follow me.
he asks me to play,
he asks me to speak,
and sometimes, he even asks me
to hold his hand.
they are always cold and strong,
with calluses and chipped nails
that dig rough into my skin,
and
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how to tell me my scars are beautiful.
leave roses with thorns on my stairwell, the kind
that would entice me when i was fourteen but now
serve as silent irritation—when we eat steak, use
your thinnest, sharpest knife to cleave the meat
into tiny squares and let me watch you wash it
and put it away when you’re done—open your
packages with your trusty pocket knife, peter
pan boy scout, and when i move in, let me
borrow it; don’t question the t-shirts i order
in winter and the sweatshirts i order during the
sweltering heat of summer—when i lay beside you
at night and talk about the state of the universe
that day, nibble on my ear, scratch my arm, sl
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Red Riding Hood
I want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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For TheCoalMineCanary who wanted poetry or prose about "seashells". I made a promise to get to everyone who commented and I'll get to everyone if it's the last thing I do.
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fyi: Conch, Coral, and Argonauts are all types of shells.
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'whale meadow' by Leukippos
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fyi: Conch, Coral, and Argonauts are all types of shells.
Clickable eager emote that leads to my To-Do list.
I support dALinkSystem!
whale meadowmy tongue is a ship & my
teeth are seashells with
conches for fangs, kiss me
& they'll sing in the rhythm
of ocean tides;
“oh, moby doll,
take me to the whale meadows
before my heart
becomes an anchor.”
'whale meadow' by Leukippos
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You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
Beautiful! Congratulations on your DD.
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
Beautiful! Congratulations on your DD.