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Skin Hunger by inkstain-fingertips, literature

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Skin Hunger

I was caught in the darkness A cold thing you would never want to press your cheek to A teeth-clenching descent of a person Holding the stars I caught long ago to my hollow gut (scraped out like a jack-o’-lantern) To try and warm the life back into my knotted hair and bitter blood I craved a touch. A collision of skin against skin Is like Flint pumping breath into flame

The Inevitability of Endings by inkstain-fingertips, literature

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The Inevitability of Endings

We are summers of sunny-colored citrus fruit we are euphoria we touch each other the way the wax caresses the side of a candle we let our feet lose their cool in garden mud we crash, spin, swirl into the canyon of our love Your hands carve flutes from all of my rib bones your lips bring music through mine you fill me with windchimes until i am a am orchestra, an anthem of starting new you do cartwheels for me on the front lawn i am giggling. you lean close and call me “love” we kiss. It is December now and the snow today is fine as chalk dust. Your hand falls across mine. I close my eyes against the inevitability o

Anchor by inkstain-fingertips, literature

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Anchor

I once wrote that you were my anchor, but I do love to travel. The night your kiss finally fell like a star upon my stained lips, I had already launched into orbit. My heart was a stone skipped into space by your careless hand but now here I stand: kissing the cosmos the way the sunlight kisses the horizon at the end of the day, like a mother tucking in her drowsy child for bed the way a bow kisses the stings of a cello, to hear the concerto My heart is softening again, from the music in my chest I know you never expected to need a locksmith when you came back, and honestly, I didn’t see it coming either. Because, when w

There Are Reasons to Stay by inkstain-fingertips, literature

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There Are Reasons to Stay

I once heard the philosophy that when we stand on the edge of a cliff, we aren’t afraid of falling, we are afraid we’ll jump. And we wonder, if the fall to the ground is ever worth the impact of hitting the rocks. well i can tell you as someone who has wanted to jump so many times there are reasons to stay. I’ll admit, when I looked at the water, it altered the way my heart beat. but when we hit the ground we break -that is a fact. our bones crack and our voice box snaps when it could be speaking lungs crush when that could be breathing our mind could be daydreaming But I know what it feels like not to have a

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The Inevitability of Endings by inkstain-fingertips, literature

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The Inevitability of Endings

Anchor by inkstain-fingertips, literature

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Anchor

There Are Reasons to Stay by inkstain-fingertips, literature

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There Are Reasons to Stay

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( 4/04/2014 ) by DearPoetry, literature

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( 4/04/2014 )

Everything here is so fucking loud and this dragon eyed girl doesn’t feel like filtering anymore. She doesn’t want to answer the phone today, either, so- she stuffs her ears with silence, and her mouth with new names as she kisses swollen knees. She’s pondering socks now too with their mixed & matched indecency. Real ladies wouldn’t dare step outside wearing one pink & one green sock, only, but she’s no lady.- A red lipped hermit holding a knife to her own throat, screaming- writewritewritewrite idareyou! maybe, who embraces the sun and the rain on her face for the first time in weeks. Oh poets with your

How to love a poet: by DearPoetry, literature

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How to love a poet:

Expect them to be flawed, a field of wild flowered- imperfections, sticky metaphors & an inability to speak. Love them anyway. Know that when they look at you they are noticing the little things. Your smile, the sound of your voice, the laugh lines— bruises. Know

Only You by ShadowsInSunlight, literature

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Only You

Whenever I see your scars I seek only to kiss them. Your bumps and grooves, I long to trace across. To wrap my whole self around you, my chest to your back, my hands on your chest squeeze tight and we might become one whole. I am hesitant to say love, but I love the soft sweetness of your sleep to tug you with gentle fondness into morning. I only know the ways you are not perfect because you tell me them, over and over and over but they fade so quickly with your head against mine.

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inspiration suckles in cancer and labwork by your-methamphetamine, literature

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inspiration suckles in cancer and labwork

have you been writing lately? have you written about the effervescence spitting up at the surface when you reach a cadence and still run out of places to keep your shrouded letters, all inked and stamped - ready to arrive everywhere with no return address? have you written about a death in the family and how it plucked each of your villi till it knotted into a lit-metaphoric gastric neoplasm metastasized at your throat, so apparent it made you choke on each correct pronunciation till you lied your diction ways into another midnight? have you written about bleeding out and stitching your wounds shut only to see if you could do

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Freedom by inkstain-fingertips, literature

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Freedom

Today I'm just so damned happy. Like someone has turned on a lamp in my chest Like the sun has started orbiting me instead of the other way around I am grounded and hoping Holding the stars I see through my telescope And my flexed fingers are stained gold like the lightning that sliced my timeworn oak flowers fell from your mouth as you spoke to me about seashore magic and the pearls that you slipped down your throat you said "perfection" and I agreed. And even when I am blue you tell me that's okay you say "it's the color of the sky and what is more beautiful than that?" and I know you are right because I know that if our hearts

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I Am From by inkstain-fingertips, literature

I Am From

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Aug 3
United States
Deviant for 13 years
www.sylviaincolor.blogspot.com
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I write poetry and read a lot. I am a tea-drinker, fashion blogger, feminist. I fight injustice. I collect things. I sew and do art. I'm a lesbian. I like my cat, nutella, thrifting, talking to strangers, spoken word poetry, and DIY projects. I am an old soul. I am very emotional. I am very impulsive. I am very passionate. I look for beauty in the world and find pain as well.

I am an artist, a flower child.

I am part of the ever changing humanity.

Favourite Visual Artist

My sister

Favourite Movies

Once, Treasure Planet, 80's movies

Favourite TV Shows

Doctor Who, The L Word, Orange s the New Black, Freaks and Geeks

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Beatles, Regina Spektor, Amanda Palmer, and lots more.

Favourite Books

Harry Potter, The Perlks of Being a Wallflower

Favourite Writers

Andrea Gibson is the love of my life.

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Oct 7, 2013

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inkstain-fingertips

Apr 14, 2013

Blogs!!

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Pleasepleaseplease go check out my other blogs! I have been posting on them more frequently than here lately, but I could use some support. I have started a fashion blog, which is:         http://sylviaincolor.blogspot.com/ And I have another writing blog:        http://sylviainwords.blogspot.com/ I am hoping to get some followers!  Also, feel free to leave comments! In addition to these blogs, I have created an Instagram, which is:                                   @sylviamagenta Thank you so much!   Also, I am going to try to start posting here again too (: -Sylvia