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I feel so intensely connected to the passion and love of the two poets, that I feel I have to write about them constantly. Most recently, I wrote a piece inspired by the Beatles’ “Goodbye (Home Demo)” wherein Dante, after passing away, finds Virgil in Limbo, who had been waiting for him the whole time.
It’s not my best work, neither is it my best piece about them, but this one has a special place in my heart because it came from a feeling where I needed some solace.
I’ve linked it to this post!
Mar 10, 2025
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i can’t listen to music without thinking about her. every piece of shitty poetry that condemns my for you page makes me think of her in our living room. she is holding bills as she sits on our couch, a calculator on the table and a glass in the other hand. i will ask her what she wants for dinner, and she will tell me.
there’s something so guttural about knowing you want to love someone for the rest of your life. that little moments like a dinner order are exactly what will give you the drive to wake up and slave away to a 9 to 5. ive been thinking about what i wanna be a lot lately. i think it’s honestly teaching. philosophy. i like to imagine myself as a philosophy professor discussing love with my students, i would tell them about my little artist at home and our baby girl and how i too thought marriage was simply the removal of autonomy until it befell my door.
i think that’s a normal way to feel, with tubes of “the good ol ball and chain” and “can’t live with her can’t live without her“ down our throats like prospective foie gras.
but my love is gentle. it is patient. it is kind.
Mar 16, 2025
a few years back, i met a wandering poet in new orleans. after talking for a bit, he wrote this for me. to this day, it is still one of my most treasured possessions.
it’s strange how connected we all are. the human experience is not so singular or unique. and that is kind of comforting.
Jan 20, 2025
Are they the tingling feelings that you look back at or the fragments of memories that you struggle to picture in your head? Do you ever miss a person that you don’t even know? Perhaps it is an idea, a concept or a thought.
You are trying to create the perfect person that will understand you, tame you and love you just like how you would. You do not seek for reciprocated love - you always feel like you want to give more and love more. It is your way of loving and who is to complain?
However, a part of you aches knowing that someday when the time comes and you lay down onto a field taking your final breaths, you probably would have wanted someone to just whisper on how much they adore you, just like how ‘night breezes seem to whisper ‘I love you.’’.
Gentleness but also full with affection.
Somebody who can withstand you during your energetic moments and your burnt out times. Someone who will stay next to you no wonder what; someone who is not afraid to present their emotions for you and only you.
Someone who will try everything just to love you, get back to you no matter what.
And I promise, from the deepest roots of my heart, that I will dearly love them where every moment would feel like the first time - the rushed heartbeats, flowing hormones, aching hearts and locked eyes. We will love the way that we do - and it may be similar to others - but in the end, we know that what we have is different and special for ourselves.
Beethoven’s ‘Fur Elise’. The strong faith in love that was driven between Schumann, Brahms and Clara.
Like how one composes songs dedicated for another and one paints in shades of pastels reminiscing of their significant other. Like the love letters written in ink that took quite a while to pick out at the store, wrapped in delicate enveloped covered with kiss marks. Like the singing and humming dedicated for the ears of the other.
It is what you want, and therefore you wait - for who knows how long, expecting that person, who will achieve accomplishment throughout a journey together with you.
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Hello! This is my first entry hereeee:)
The picture was carefully brought here from pinterest and was in my album, I do not know any individual in the photo but they gave me great inspiration on writing this piece. The photo really speaks warmth and radiates energy IMO - so romantic!
Jan 28, 2025
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It is far too tedious for me to keep an actual diary of my thoughts. As a writer, every single entry ends up a thousand-or-so-word ramble detailing my feelings in lines of purple prose, using film references and sarcastic remarks.
As a reader, though, I love to annotate my books. I write exactly what I’m thinking about silly scenes, romantic moments, and dramatic twists. It’s where I can freely express what I’m thinking and feeling, without any care for what it sounds like. The short remarks I print in the margins of novels, between the lines of dialogue, paired with doodles and scrawls, reflect my state of being as I read. When I look back on books I’d read previously, I am immediately transported to that era of my lifetime— what I was going through, how I was processing things, and how much of the world I’d experienced yet.
Feb 23, 2025
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running around as a little kid and hearing lou reed sing on my parents’ speakers that were taller than i was
Mar 10, 2025
other people have seen this view covered in grey fog and baby blue clouds. i was so lucky to see the glory of the lake and the waters below, the green of the trees coming into view, all as the sun’s geometric rays burst from the white streaky clouds.
Mar 10, 2025