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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!

Most often than not we don't own the way we feel, and to be not in control of your emotions is an all too frequent and sad thing, scary too

VM

I loved to write for you, I used to send you postcards, And I absolutely liked it so muchhhh. Then you told me to stop. Why do I love you and hate you

i bury words beneath my tongue

like we bury people once they're gone,

i worry that your mouth might

unearth them with a kiss

but sometimes i just wonder

what you hide behind your lips.

i want to tell you i love you

like a song completely new,

i don't want to sound

like some cover,

a reprise without the truth.

my love speaks in French,

but you only know English,

my love sounds like nonsense

and i don't think that you're fluent.

my love sounds like a splutter,

when it's really a language to learn;

it should resound like a symphony,

a tumbling tongue and a stutter

is not what you deserve.

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

web weaving about loving someone that doesn't love you back pls<3

—unrequited love

anaïs nin // mirrors // clementine von radics // holly warburton // jane seville // svetlana tartaskova // honeybee: baggage by trista mateer

Yeah, there are liars but then there's you..mmm, in retrospect that's what probably brought me to you

Priest by Julia Michaels

Don’t Take Anything Personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena