poems were published
the author of those poems
never read after writing
never said anything about them
yet their poems shined
and illuminated the entire world
About the Creator
𝘎𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘗𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘦
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Sitting with My Self-Hate
Some days, the ickiness eats me up. What I see in the mirror: my face or that part of my body I have touched. That ickiness eats me up. I look and see the emotional disgust erupt throughout, like so many times before. Fractured ribbons of hate, self-loathing. An explosion of discomfort insidiously batters through every metre of my digestive tract, through each pore. Through every nerve. I feel cold inside out.
By Chantal Christie3 days ago in Poets
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I love how simple and hopeful this is. Beautiful work