Tyra

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"nothing's gonna change my world"

I love wet summers and swamps! 22 she/her ♐️

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limbless (part II)

Category: Writing and Poetry

I reach down and play with the creature at my feet It’s silent wet tongue, leaves blood on my hand that is what it looks like to want a deformity, an ill limbless animal I know nothing about you other than what you tell me what my sisters and I wonder about you curious like phillosiphers, sung like song and when I’m reminded of how little one can truly share with another I wish to become you Just ... » Continue Reading

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limbless

Category: Writing and Poetry

love doesn't always win, sometimes it caves and crawls just out of sight where it can't be shot down I hear it thumping hard and dragging it's body against the wooden floors it's so fucking loud I swear I see it every time I look down in shame and when it's limbless head peaks through my legs, while I'm sitting on the couch ill push that head down it nibbles at my little toe and tongues my leg til... » Continue Reading

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half woman

Category: Writing and Poetry

A glimpse of you inspires conspiracy I’m sure you came here with the intent to make me fall, drag me to sea You, baby, spit acid and it melts the barrel shut the bullet tries to leave but it just blows me back off my feet you wipe the gun powder off my cheek and lick the tear, to dose the salt you seek Dragging that body out on the sand You are a spectacle at best  and at worst you’re my best bet ... » Continue Reading

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gaze

Category: Writing and Poetry

a gaze can burn through my skin and sever my spine still my back faces maybe 1000 eyes and men on the street taking glances at me that I never plan to obey but today a couple stares can sustain today I look back as I walk away » Continue Reading

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I can’t dance alone anymore

Category: Writing and Poetry

I can’t dance alone anymore I always feel like you’re watching me  I wonder what you hold to your chest when you feel empty or if you sleep with your back to the wall I wish I could be as strong as you but I like looking up at you like a dog I feel a shadow falling upon me I swear I’m not scared of it at all I just hope that it’s you creepin’ up behind me not an incubus that won’t satisfy me » Continue Reading

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sea water

Category: Writing and Poetry

I know you want me to scream  I know you want me to peel my skin back so you can lick me clean say you’re the sea water to my bloody knees » Continue Reading

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sing to me

Category: Writing and Poetry

you took me to the water showed me the body, face down I felt sick to my stomach I held in my bile to make you proud  aren’t you proud? just looking for something to fight for you told me you might join the armed forces spat to the ground as you walked I did it too don’t you think I look cool? I’m just like you I’ve never been a fighter I’ve never wanted to win the war you think I’m wasting time t... » Continue Reading

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restless girl 11:19 6/1/22

Category: Writing and Poetry

there are things inside of me that beg to be lived to be realised I thought they begged to be defined but they just beg to be alive Asked again and again to justify my needs why can’t my desire justify me why can’t I live to let it breathe  I’m no martyr, not a monk starvation of pleasure feeds none of my moralities if I can frame my fear, my shame, as virtue the parasitic stillness won’t disembod... » Continue Reading

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The voyeur watches the exhibitionist

Category: Writing and Poetry

you say that I’m a freak but I’m here just the same  you got to believe god would take me today as I am  or could be so playful enough to create something you don’t understand If god is anything He is a voyeur He is playful loving hands wield the gentle nature of torture If we are anything we are exhibitionists on our knees, before we feed Thankful mouths, god we are so hungry If I do anything I b... » Continue Reading

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You are woman to me (draft)

Category: Writing and Poetry

“You are woman to me” I am to you what you see what you decide but that is not me I am woman to me in my hands to my own senses  washed away I am human but this doesn’t wash away with water in water I am the most woman I will ever be and when I’m nothing again I’ll remember  until I am something else until then I am woman to me » Continue Reading

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In The Absence of Porn (continued)

Category: Writing and Poetry

you say that I’m a tease but I’m just afraid still I can’t resist a feed  the smell, the taste the erotic alludes me It’s what renews me while the pornographic confuses me severed, I still can’t quite define I can’t deny it holds me in faith, in sodomy I pay my dues with my body shaped by the figures of beauty in its absence I am disgusting but shame reeks like piss soaked sheets I may wear my ugl... » Continue Reading

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(draft)

Category: Writing and Poetry

lay me down, in my faith for goodness sake divide me like water with hands blessed by the will of god Cross me like dry river before my body closes again and the blood retreats from my spring offering though we may be short lived broken off and born from rib you can swear your hatred for me, after, if repentance demands it at least we can say we got to taste all of the fruits we have been told one... » Continue Reading

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