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Poetry prompt:- word “Exulansis”

exulansis

n. the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it—whether through envy or pity or simple foreignness—which allows it to drift away from the rest of your life story, until the memory itself feels out of place, almost mythical, wandering restlessly in the fog, no longer even looking for a place to land.

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Honest To God Writing.

As I type in this title, all I can think about is take me back!

Take me back to a time my thoughts did not need ink to flow inebriated, when it just flowed down in a rush like a broken faucet.

Plumbing

Take me back to the time of deep depths and bottomless wells. where my words would race down on paper leaving me baffled as to their origin.

I wanna swim the un-clogged pipe where my poetry stroked and backstroke(d) diving unhinged and unapologetic into the minds of those who dared to read my nakedness.

Take me to a time where I cared so much about not caring what you thought of my broken silence, where my words were unashamed and fiercely present.

I miss the intimate sharing

the mind sharpening

The exposing of souls through more than ”just words”.

Take me back.

 

 

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Bleed.

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My love Anthem part 2.

Hey guys, been working daily so I can post more of my poems and expressions in the various ways I find release.

Read them and don’t forget to comment :):)😍😘😘.

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My Saturday post.

Had this up on Instagram @shulaices