Paracosmic

life is tough, my darling, but so are you

Category: Poems

  • The limit of poetry

    The limit of poetry

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    What is the limit of poetry? If the sound of water splashing triggers a memory about a day when you hurt me, and I am to write about it while you are still here next to me, laughing and breathing together, does this make you a bad person? What if the blocked memory hinders forgiveness,…

  • Like my parents

    Like my parents

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    A troubling dynamic in love, doubts about genuine connection amid conflict, internal struggle, and a desire for self-division.

  • Heavy

    Heavy

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    I will accept the seed you are so dying to plant in my body—for me to carry around with swollen feet and an aching back, for me to give up the stuff I enjoy and accept whatever commands are given by those who don’t even own my soma. In that temporariness, I have to give…

  • Paradox

    Paradox

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    I’ll find a new name for my verse.

  • Odyssey

    Odyssey

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    Lying among wildflowers, I reflect on my varied paths, each shaping me. As the sunset ends another day, I embrace the tingles of nature, ready to face whatever comes next.

  • Tattletale, I am

    Tattletale, I am

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    You transformed our vibrant identities into mere trophies, leaving us with deep psychological wounds. Your accolades mask the havoc you’ve wreaked on our very souls.

  • In the corner of the second-floor balcony

    In the corner of the second-floor balcony

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    We all know how our first would end anyway.

  • Leaves

    Leaves

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    Two poems I made for @firstlinepoets’s September projects. For suicide prevention month, I looked back to my past journey in the first poem and explore how my present self wish to embrace mortality in its full cycle. First-line prompts attributable to @cate_mcminn.

  • Even in my poem, I search for myself and overshare

    Even in my poem, I search for myself and overshare

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    What if I tell you all those psychological test and horoscopes tell everyone that they are unique and rare?