L. V., And This Is How I Bury You

- film still from Wuthering Heights (2011)
- "What goes on in my head and in my heart feels less like ghosts / and more like blood and bones when I write them down. / I feel more real, more human when I write." -L. V.

L. V., and this is how i bury you

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5 months ago

sad to see ur deleting ur edits

I'm sure you have ur reasons and I respect that

I just rlly love them

Not deleting! Just slowly moving & reorganising them on a sideblog. Planning to keep original writings only on this blog again.

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thanks so much dear anon this space got derailed the past year but yeah

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11 months ago

- Il y en a toujours un autre (detail) by Marcus Stone, 1882
- "i was so nervous meeting you." -L. V.

- Il y en a toujours un autre (detail) by Marcus Stone, 1882
- "and i guess that’s when i knew." -L. V.

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7 months ago

I beg God to postpone the apocalypse until Monday
because I need to see you tomorrow.
I need to see you in your dark green sweater
and your favourite pair of sneakers,
the one with the grass stains you swear
wouldn’t come off.
- L. V.

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Winter Carnival (Detail)
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Have
you
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felt
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kind
of
tired
that
made
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wish
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were
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- "James Wyatt and His Granddaughter Mary" (detail) by John Everett Millais, 1849
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if you found the book
that tells the story of your life
would you read it to the end?

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- L. V.

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- L. V.

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10 months ago

Have you written any response poems to your older poems from years ago?

yup

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