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April 25 2016

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“Lemonade” poetry bits

mrsmeadows:

Intuition

I tried to make a home outta you.
But doors lead to trapdoors. A stairway leads to nothing.
Unknown women wander the hallways at night.
Where do you go when you go quiet?
You remind me of my father, a magician. Able to exist in two places at once.
In the tradition of men in my blood you come home at 3AM and lie to me.
What are you hiding? The past, and the future merge to meet us here.
What luck. What a fucking curse.


Denial

I tried to change.
Closed my mouth more.
Tried to be soft, prettier.
Less…awake.

Fasted for 60 days.
Wore white.
Abstained from mirrors.
Abstained from sex.
Slowly did not speak another word.

In that time my hair grew past my ankles.
I slept on a mat on the floor.
I swallowed a sword.
I levitated… into the basement, I confessed my sins and was baptized in a river.
Got on my knees and said, “Amen.” And said I mean. I whipped my own back and asked for dominion at your feet.
I threw myself into a volcano.
I drank the blood and drank the wine.
I sat alone and begged and bent at the waist for God.
I crossed myself and thought… I saw the devil.
I grew thickened skin on my feet.
I bathed…in bleach and plugged my menses with pages from the Holy Book.
But still inside me coiled deep was the need to know.
Are you cheating? Are you cheating on me?


Anger

If this what you truly want.
I can wear her skin…over mine.
Her hair, over mine.
Her hands as gloves.
Her teeth as confetti.
Her scalp, a cap.
Her sternum, my bedazzled cane.
We can pose for a photograph.
All three of us, immortalized.
You and your perfect girl.

I don’t know when love became elusive.
What I know is no one I know has it.
My father’s arms around my mother’s neck.
Fruit too ripe to eat.

I think of lovers as trees…
…growing to and from one another.
Searching for the same light.
Why can’t you see me? Why can’t you see me? (Why can’t you) Why can’t you see me? Everyone else can.


Apathy

So what are you gonna say at my funeral now that you’ve killed me?

Here lies the body of the love of my life, whose heart I broke without a gun to my head. Here lies the mother of my children both living and dead. Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for granted, most bomb pussy, who because of me, sleep evaded. Her shroud is loneliness.

Her God was listening.
Her heaven would be a love without betrayal.
Ashes to ashes…dust to side chicks.


Emptiness

She sleeps all day…dreams of you in both worlds.

Tills the blood in and out of uterus. Wakes up smelling of zinc.
Grief, sedated by orgasm.
Orgasm heightened by grief.
God was in the room when the man said to the woman, “I love you so much. Wrap your legs around me and pull me in, pull me in, pull me in.”
Sometimes when he’d have her nipple in his mouth, she’d whisper, “Oh my God.” That, too, is a form of worship.
Her hips grind pestle and mortar, cinnamon and cloves, whenever he pulls out.

Loss.
Dear moon, we blame you for floods…for the flush of blood…for men who are also wolves. We blame you for the night, for the dark, for the ghosts.

Every fear…
Every nightmare…anyone has ever had.


Accountability

You find the black tube inside her beauty case.
Where she keeps your father’s old prison letters.
You desperately want to look like her.
You look nothing like your mother.
You look everything like your mother.
Film star, beauty.
How to wear your mother’s lipstick.
You go to the bathroom to apply the lipstick.
Somewhere no one can find you.
You must wear it like she wears disappointment on her face.
Your mother is a woman.
And women like her can not be contained.

Mother dearest, let me inherit the Earth.
Teach me how to make him beg.
Let me make up for the years he made you wait.
Did he bend your reflection?
Did he make you forget your own name?
Did he convince you he was a God?
Did you get on your knees daily?
Do his eyes close like doors?
Are you a slave to the back of his head?
Am I talking about your husband or your father?


Reformation

He bathes me…
…until I forget their names…and faces.
I ask him to look me in the eye when I come…home.
Why do you deny yourself heaven?
Why do you consider yourself undeserving?
Why are you afraid of love? You think it’s not possible for someone like you.
But you are the love of my life…love of my life…the love of my life…the love of my life.


Forgiveness

Baptize me…
…now that reconciliation is possible.
If we’re gonna heal, let it be glorious.
One thousand girls raise their arms.

Do you remember being born?

Are you thankful?
Are the hips that cracked…
…the deep velvet of your mother…
…and her mother…
…and her mother?
There is a curse that will be broken.


Resurrection

You are terrifying…
…and strange…
…and beautiful.


Hope

The nail technician pushes my cuticles back…
…turns my hand over, stretches the skin on my palm and says:
“I see your daughters, and their daughters.”
That night in a dream the first girl emerges from a slit in my stomach.
The scar heals into a smile.
The man I love pulls the stitches out with his fingernails.
We leave black sutures curling on the side of the bath.
I wake as the second girl crawls headfirst up my throat.
A flower blossoming out of the hole in my face.


Redemption

Take one pint of water, add a half pound of sugar, the juice of eight lemons…
…the zest of half lemon.
Pour the water from one jug, then into the other, several times.
Strain through a clean napkin.

Grandmother, the alchemist.
You spun gold out of this hard life.
Conjured beauty from the things left behind.
Found healing where it did not live.
Discovered the antidote in your own kitchen.
Broke the curse with your own two hands.
You passed these instructions down to your daughter.
Who then passed it down to her daughter.

My grandma said, nothing real can be threatened.
True love brought salvation back into me.
With every tear came redemption.
And my torturer became my remedy.

So we’re gonna heal, we’re gonna start again.
You’ve brought the orchestra.
Synchronized swimmers, you are the magician.
Pull me back together again the way you cut me in half.
Make the woman in doubt disappear.
Pull the sorrow from between my legs like silk, knot after knot after knot.
The audience applauds…
…but we can’t hear them.


Warsan Shire

June 11 2015

14:36

lightskinandheavythinking:

teaforyourginaa:

teaforyourginaa:

teaforyourginaa:

who tryna be my sugar daddy with no sugar?

sugar free daddy

Splenda daddy

Honey daddy, I like the color ;)

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youwish-youcould:

byrongraffiti:

Your country? You mean the country that you stole from the natives…?

The country that we built?

June 10 2015

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luneamie:

prettyradx:

tittily:

gosh i like this guy

Bernie Sanders 2k16

He’s got my vote

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sandandglass:

TDS, June 8, 2015

Jon Stewart and Jessica Williams discuss the police incident at a pool party in McKinney, Texas

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Stop calling girls hoes for being humans and satisfying their sex drive 2k15

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huffingtonpost:

‘11 Things To Never Ask A Transgender Person’ Released By BBC Free Speech

Talking about transgender issues and experiences can be tricky, unless you have the right language to talk about them.

“Things Not to Say to a Trans Person” brings together a slew of people from the United Kingdom across the gender identity spectrum to discuss frequent – and often inappropriate – questions they often get as trans individuals.

Understanding how to talk to transgender people starts with educating yourself  and this new video from BBC Free Speech is here to help. 

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thisisoryps:

dadgui:

I always wear my glasses like that

that jawline is straight cutting off girls panties

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ashtonatthedisco:

 Because big, bulky boxes are not obvious at all. 

wow this is simply amazing

gasp. game changer

It even does a little spin *heart eyes*
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babygirlaesthetic:

Exodus 20:1-4

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7 billion ppl in the world & u think i need u? lol nah

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supamuthafuckinvillain:

Watching any footage of cops “enforcing the law”

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onlyblackgirl:

I approve of this happening.

13:23

I want to reenact the scenes from fifty shades of grey, you know the part where she gets a job straight out of college

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ttrillions:

steelblueserendipity:

caligirl-southernheart:

massprepster:

tallestkin:

problematicwirt:

tayloracleswift:

No offense but I don’t like……….care about the military

“no offense but i dont like………..care about people who sacrifice for the well being of the country”

i really hate the number of notes on this

the American military is sensationalized, overfunded and frequently used to commit acts of brutality on foreign countries and launch violent invasions on civilians

I care about soldiers, sure, but you could not pay me give a single fuck about the military as a construct

the number of notes on this post is 110% founded and your commentary is unnecessary

This post is disgusting. Without the military this country would be nothing. Learn what respect is.

This post is honestly disgusting 

Disgusting

I don’t understand what’s so disgusting. I care about the soldiers, but the military overall? No. America goes to other countries and gets in business that has nothing to do with them and doesn’t even really help the citizens in the country itself. They go to other countries and harm citizens there, too. I respect the fact that the soldiers sacrifice their life, but many times the fighting could be completely avoided and no one would have to sacrifice their lives in this country. And the veterans aren’t even cared enough for and many are left with PTSD, financial issues, no jobs, etc. Therefore, I don’t care about the military and some of the orders they have to take.

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drugdealing:

hater alert on aisle u

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