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Paradise by hopeinareddress, literature

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Paradise

I watched your broken sky; As it tore apart, crumbling over the city all I could think about was the last time your lips had touched mine, the last time your body had towered above me; me, just a fragile, broken thing, your kisses laid out across my forehead like a crown, a scarlet letter resting above my eyes. Your body moves from inside of me, from inside and back in and I am spilling out onto this page, spilling every piece of myself onto you; you, the paper on which I write, the place where I hide my words, tucking them away in the creases of your skin-- my story, sad as it is, and desperate to be read, to be und

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Invention (revised) by hopeinareddress, literature

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Invention (revised)

I did not invent you, only listened as you spoke, every word soft, escaping into the air around us, lingering there like a kiss from a stranger, lips embracing like two lovers saying goodbye in the sun. It was often in the evening when I would sit by your side on stairways and on sidewalks, waiting for something like love to fall into place; for my heart to reposition itself in line with yours as we sat side by side, our bodies small compared to the buildings surrounding us, your arms encircling me, pulling me closer as we drowned together in the gentle glow of street lamps. I would watch on those nights spent by y

spring by hopeinareddress, literature

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spring

he was once springtime, brown eyes orange in the glow of street lights, strong arms wrapped around my frame, and it was always night when we were together, always dark until the dawn--until the sun rose above our two sleepy bodies, tangled together on park benches or walking hand in hand down the empty streets. there is a chance i will never see those eyes again but the sun has brought with it a new pair to gaze upon, to settle into, and i will do so without looking back.

glacier by hopeinareddress, literature

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glacier

"it is cold here," and she shivers as her pen touches the page in front of her, ink spilling from inside and I think of what it was like when I too spilled out from inside of her, my semen wet, cold to touch, white like this landscape, like everything i fear, these vast stretches of land laid out over the earth the way i once laid out beneath her above her surrounding her tiny form until the day i melt away.

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Invention (revised) by hopeinareddress, literature

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Invention (revised)

spring by hopeinareddress, literature

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spring

glacier by hopeinareddress, literature

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glacier

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Daily Literature Deviations for Dec. 7th, 2011 by DailyLitDeviations, journal

Daily Literature Deviations for Dec. 7th, 2011

Dec 7, 2011

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Origami Dependence by HugQueen, literature

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Origami Dependence

We've paved our relationship with molten brick; then tied our fingers against thunderstruck trees while prudent street dogs spat selfish lyrics and served lightly-salted soliloquies. I cried starshine into your emerald arms, so you could become the meaningful whisper I'll never hear. I fell for faithless, plastic charms in rooms that smelled like smoke, white oak and beer. Our hearts became rocket ships tied to ribbons, one crawling on an overstuffed belly; always too far behind like the sons and daughters of Elias Fitzgibbons who said we would wed us on Tuesday, that holy bind. Wicked felt-tipped pens, forging "I love yous." wer

because you're now. by hush-lullaby, literature

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because you're now.

I want you to know that I think about you sometimes. You're like my escape plan that I keep in the back of my mind. The one that I start to find more and more appealing each time I think about it. And occasionally I think about what it would be like to be yours. I am unable to understand why I am the way I am, or why you have the ability to make anyone smile. But that's just how it is. I think that if you were to put your hand between the sheet and the mattress on my bed, you would find all the slips of paper with the pink and purple ink. They're all the wishes I've made and all the bad dreams I wish I never had. Sometimes I wish I was sorr

confessions of lostwithoutyou. by paperheartsyndrome, literature

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confessions of lostwithoutyou.

i'm not a liar. but i never told you that you always looked best in black. i liked how your skin would fade to a paler shade of perfection and your perfect teeth would glint a little brighter. and i could pretend for an evening that you were my black and white dream come true. and with you there would be no shades of inbetweens and no grays for us to get lost in. i never told you but it's true.   + i was never able to tell you, but i hate the way you cook your 'specialty' eggs. you always laughed over your shoulder and told me that they are the best food i’ll ever eat, that i was blessed to get the chance to taste them melt

little pig. by SoUpRRmaN, literature

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little pig.

your eyelids were like a map of the milky way and I kept finding myself lost. every time we kissed and you close your eyes, the milky way sucked me into a pool of unknown planets and beauty. you make stars jealous. your lips were like the ring orbiting a planet. mine were the planet. but your arms became a protective halo, wrapping me in a gorgeous glow. you deserve the sun, so bright you have to look away, and a book on 100 ways to make you happy, and a voice to sing you a sugary lullaby with a melody made of your dreams. but you’ve settled for me, who can give you a silent cold moon, and a book on 100 theories for evol

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calcutta by hopeinareddress, literature

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calcutta

‘i wish you’d stop following me around all the time.’ his eyes were hazy, full of smoke, and wet from a long day of doing nothing but throwing back shots and trying to remember how he had gotten to where he was. he’d told me before that he loved me, so i told him i would follow him to the end of the earth if it meant we could stay together forever. i’d watched clocks turn forward and back again; had been through every city in the world, always chasing behind him, trying to keep up. i’d traced lazy paths along every apathetic atlas page, sketched every subway map in my mind; had mentally collected time tables an

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hope: (love in a red dress).

"but if it comes as some sort of surprise," she said, "that i seem so composed, i've kept this moment closer to my eyes," she said, "than the glasses resting on the edge of my nose."

Current Residence: nyc.
Favourite style of art: writing. photography.

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hopeinareddress

May 2, 2012

CALLING ALL WRITERS AND ARTISTS!

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I'm trying to start a literary and art journal online to come out at a frequent interval to be decided based upon the amount of submissions and popularity it eventually (hopefully) receives. If you're interested please check it out at:  http://linearlit.tumblr.com.  If  you aren't particularly interested yourself but know someone who might be let them know! I'm trying to get friends to work as editors etc on this, and naturally I am not going to be able to accept everything that is submitted for submission, but if I feel your work is what I am looking for in the journal and it meets a certain quality, you'll more than likely be considered.

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hopeinareddress

Jun 19, 2010

slow motion daylight.

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i can't personally thank you all, i wish i could for everything, but i'm terrible at keeping track and my mind isn't working well anymore. i'm sorry. but thank you all so so so much. :heart:

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hopeinareddress

Jan 31, 2010

i am the worst person on deviant art ever.

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sorry for never being here. i'm in poetry workshop II now, though, and we'll be writing a poem a week so maybe that will stimulate activity for me. in the meantime, tumblr!