Poem:

“I am not a graceful person.
I am not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset.
I am a Tuesday 2 a.m., gunshots muffled by a few city blocks,
I am a broken window during February.
My bones crack on a nightly basis.
I fall from elegance with a dull thud,
and I apologize for my awkward sadness.
I sometimes believe that I don’t belong around people,
that I belong to all the leap days that didn’t happen.
The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm.
You don’t see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.”

By Anna Peters, over a photo of me, Dai Pearmain, which has been filtered with a warm tone reflection of a city Scape. 📷 daipearmain

Indeed, this is an understatement …

( … posting this while watching “Murder, She Wrote” )

Prayer for Uninteresting Times, by Brian Bilston

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Photo taken by me around 7:30pm on Monday, 5 January 2035… Table Mountain to the left, Sun setting to the right, lovely wispy clouds reaching out. Looks so pretty in contrast to the horrible never-ending heat we’ve been having 📸 daipearmain

Aww so small, baby gecko 🦎 So small two their size could comfortably rest on my thumb’s nail 🥰

happy björk-day to the wonderful björk, who is celebrating her 60th belly button day today … may there not only be many more birthdays, but many more albums to look forward to

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Saw someone suggest Cunk interview the vampires, and I wondered, let’s make it more interesting. Here me out: not just a “What We Do In The Shadows” crossover with Philomena Cunk presenting a “Cunk on Vampires” special, but Philomena Cunk and Colin Robinson finding out during the special that they are long lost relatives.

Happy Halloween … Yours cruelly, Elvira, Mistress of the Dark

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“If you were born in the 80s or 90s, you grew up in a world that doesn’t exist anymore.

You remember when friendship meant knocking on someone’s door, not sending a text.

When Saturday mornings were made for cartoons, not scrolling feeds.

When happiness came from mixed tapes, bike rides, and street lights telling you it was time to go home.

But here’s what makes your generation different - you were the bridge, the last to know life without technology, and the first to grow up adapting to it.

You lived through payphones and dial-up, and then watched the world transform into something faster, louder and harder to escape…

Maybe that’s why people born in the 80’s and 90’s carry a certain ache;

A nostalgia for simplicity, a quiet wish that joy would still feel as easy as it once did.

If that feels like you, it’s because you carry two worlds inside you…”

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For us born in the 80s and the 90s, we grew up in two different worlds and even more different now. We were the last kids to know life without constant screens, and the first to adapt to them. A childhood that doesn’t exist anymore, but the yearning for it lives forever in us. Like Dolly Parton said, “in the good old days when times were bad,” but really the 2020s are too much 🌌✨

#hopecore #90skid #fyp #explore #philosophy #dollyparton #nostalgia #sadness #grief

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Audio Visual via Mind Aura TikTok

“When Death Came to Visit,” by Andrea Gibson.

A posthumous published poem I added over a photo taken of Andrea by Coco Aramaki

Link to where it was published in the comments.

#andreagibson #andreagibsonpoetry #poetry #cocoaramaki