Niceteethv - Freedom & Healing

a comic about cuddles

My lover had a lover

oh it wasn’t fun

but I loved him like no other

oh it wasn’t fun

wasted time is pure golden

in the red eye of the beholder

Take my hand because I can’t see

all the things I let you do to me

counting tears as they fall up

I’m upside down, and totally fucked

I won’t dare let you let me down

for you made me a fool, a goddamn clown

Please tell me i'm not as forgettable as your silence is making me feel.

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THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), by Julie Houston

Poetry, chapbook, 32 pages, from Bottlecap Features. THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), by Julie Houston, is a c

From Julie Houston's chapbook, THINGS I COULD SCREAM TO THE WORLD (but never whisper to you), available from Bottlecap Press!

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Temporary Preparations, by Max Stone

Poetry, chapbook, 28 pages, from Bottlecap Features. Temporary Preparations grapples with tensions and anxieties that are both in the intern

From Max Stone's chapbook, Temporary Preparations, available from Bottlecap Press!

These I have loved

A great tall girl, full of blue

Inviting lips, sweet to the eye but never tasted

Glasses that were black but now are pink

A voice of the ocean, Like waves hitting the breakwater

Of hair so perfect, Aphrodite should blush

A figure akin to the sun setting on the horizon

A connection so deep, the ocean has nothing on it

The future that lights up my nighttime

A conversation of Apple's and taste

Two people so together- hot and cold water

The sound of soothing poetry

A great tall girl

Yes,

These I have loved

It's silence I crave, it's why I swim

The weight of water

Over me

Around me-

The safe silence of submergence.

At the waters edge I may be ugly,

But underwater, we are made equal And

When I speak strokes

I Am Beautiful.

-Adaptation of my favourite book, the weight of water by Sarah Crossan

They say a picture of you is worth a Thousand words,

But looking at you my memory is Somewhat blurred

Watched my efforts end in vain like blood

Thought my memories of you would stick like glue

Scrolling through my gallery

Pictures of you once took they toll

But now my heart feels nothing

In the midst of our forgotten dialogues

I shed no tears for what remains

I'm always one to remember the good Times

Yet with you I remember nothing

They always teach of true love

Never of true heartbreak

So, like they say in the scriptures

Blessed are those,

who have never met you they shall never know the meaning of true heartbreak

2017.12.17

25 posts!

She asked me to tell you... She wanted you to know... that if love were enough... that if love were enough, that she'd still be here with you.

Derek, Grey’s Anatomy