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me on my way to steal yo man
*this isn't mine but I sure as hell wish it was.
it's been a while x 12
hey you. it's been a long time. come sit. rest your feet.
I've missed this place. its comfort. how many stretch marks these poems have symbolized. growing too much too fast with all y'all.
the world outside isn't pretty. dA has probably changed so much it doesn't look anything similar to what it used to be when I was fourteen. but then again, that was eight years ago. eight. I'm 22 now, genderqueer, almost-author of three poetry books (you can buy my first book here: bit.ly/2J436Sm ), in my second last year of medical school and a comedian.
yeah that happened. I'm touring with all-femme comedy troupe in my country and it's kinda wicked coo
thank @successwithhonor for me saying hi
just dropping in to say hello/I'm alive/I don't particularly want to be/but shit needs to be done/I hope you're well, in no particular order.
it's been a while since I've updated this space so enjoy my little hopeful poem here:
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a lot has happened since the last time we spoke, friends.
1. I removed myself from a press that was outright robbing me and started my own press here in Pakistan, after my own name, which I'm only using to release a second edition of my first book, Home and Other Debris.
2. I won the 2018 National Poetry Slam and became the only woman to earn the title in the competition's three year running! tha
when i cry wolf, they howl back
I can't remember why I update this, but lately I've been learning to take things at face value. I've been trying to identify what parts of me stay behind when my previous anchors lift their own weight. I've been trying to pinpoint what makes me so heavy. I miss Chester the same way I miss myself.
When I've tried to explain to anyone else how my fears have come out of my mouth so many times I may as well have a rosary in my hands, I am always told that I am above them and their power. And I am. I made peace with my demons a long time ago; they just haven't made their peace with me.
So this lingering dread can live out its time but there are
two guitars on my bed
i keep opening and shutting this tab and have been for weeks but finally, hey, hi, how are you, is anyone there?
it's been an obscene amount of time since i last checked this place and read things. i miss it of course, but in the way we miss things that we know have lived their course all the way through. seeing how horrendous my devwatch looks today, i'll be going through all the visual pieces but please leave a comment with written pieces you are most proud of :heart:
in return, let's get the boring stuff out of the way. did you know i have an instagram account specifically for my writing? no? follow me there! if you don't do ig, i have a
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Bitch, I've got yo' man; ya can't tell Me s***! And you can kiss My ass {when yo' man ain't in it}
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You can call the police, try to get Me to stop - but sleep with your eyes open & your doors locked.
... yeah... I was going to link to a video... but quoting it was bad enough
{and now you're absolutely going to wonder what it was; you can't help it}