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I want wrists curved like butterfly wings; a jawline arched like the vein of a leaf; a ribcage like a harp. I will sway to music-box melodies beside the daisies: the dandelion ballerina…
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She was trying desperately to break the boundaries of her being and bind her blemishes in bandages...

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Archive of posts published in the tag: identity

The Colour of Corruption

  White is a beautiful colour. White is a quiet and peaceful expression of childhood – it is pure, innocent, virtuous. White exists as a perfect combination of every colour in the spectrum – it is equal, perfect, whole. White is angelic in…

This Loving

  I love you. We’ve all heard these words before. We’ve said them before. We’ve given them out like they were candies wrapped in little blue boxes with silver strings, we’ve imagined them into our desires so we could feel a little less…

Metamorphosis

Today I realized how dependent I am on the personalities of others to hide away the things about me I don’t want to accept. *** I’m using people like camouflage, changing myself as if everything I am doesn’t go beyond skin. *** Please…

Learning to Fly

I’ve never been so tired – but it’s the kind of tired would you wait your whole life to feel because that’s how you know you are living this life with your whole heart and soul. *** I didn’t know it was possible…

The Shrinking Girl

  It happened in a subway sandwich shop, of all places. This is where you go to feel full, not empty; but there he was, watching us, hungry, licking his lips. I never thought about how easy it would be for someone unclasp…

The Pain Game

We can’t wait for our wounds to start healing – not because we want to feel better but because we want to start comparing the size of our scars. *** Apparently, we only have the right to be important when we’re placing our…

Fairest of Them All

ROSEMARY: A young, fairy-tale loving girl who was raised by a gentle and attentive mother (MARIANNE). She is initially bright and hopeful, but as she grows older and more beautiful, she becomes the object of her mother’s jealousy. Thus her relationship with MARIANNE…

Protector; Tormentor

Remember the moon survives, draws herself out crescent-thin, a curved woman. Untouchable, she bends around the shadow that pushes himself against her, and she   waits. Remember how you waited when the nights bled their darkness out like ink, to blacken the days…

Arcipluvian

My body is the sanctuary of my lineage, the safe that holds an inheritance too great for me to apologise it away, for me to denounce the differences in my complexion simply because of their colour. Identity is encoded into my body like…

Flame and Frost

Ice is an unwavering anchor, a cool and handsome medium that can be sculpted to perfection. In ice, there is reason and purity, but there is also a sense of restriction and exile. While the security of isolation can be found, there is…

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