this reminds me of a beautiful woman entangled in an affair with a man of high stature and they go out to dinner and everyone is hard core staring because they know she’s the other woman and she feels a little ashamed but also wanted and dangerous it’s such a delight for me to find the story I perceive in your writing knowing others who read it may glean something else entirely and you probably wrote it with something else in mind
The brilliance of this piece lies in how the structure carries the emotion. The language feels transactional, coded, almost machine-like, yet beneath it sits something deeply human: longing, shame, performance, and self-invention. By the time “none.of.it.happened;” returns, it reads less as denial and more as survival. An inventive and memorable poem.
Thank you, L.O., for taking the time with this piece. We actually crossed paths on one of my very first pieces. Glad to see you back now that I’m a little stronger x
Juxtaposed with the sounds of heat slowly enveloping me here, the syntax of this piece feels like evidence tags recovered from some sort a damaged memory. I particularly liked the way luxury, illness, desire and absence keep colliding throughout the piece, the way it should. Bravo!
A pause comes with your writing. It's clinical, glassy, dissociated.
The repeated none.of.it.happened lands as ritual of denial (or a mix of nausea and glamour?), the tone of being gaslit or of gaslighting oneself to survive the evening. Absolutely loved it!
A banquet of appearances and a famine of belonging. Every line leaves a bruise.
underneath it speaks of loneliness, exclusion, and emotional hunger. So impactful written!
Every time you write in this syntax format, I’m left speechless and in awe. With my IT software development background, I instinctively understand and appreciate the structure behind it. Whenever you write this way, it feels like reconnecting with something I’ve always loved, as if it’s come alive again right before my eyes.
I read this poem over dark French ambient music. Somewhere between the words and the shadows, I found another entrance to the dark heaven of desire.
Must have been below tenth floor, Jeanne. Thank you x
this reminds me of a beautiful woman entangled in an affair with a man of high stature and they go out to dinner and everyone is hard core staring because they know she’s the other woman and she feels a little ashamed but also wanted and dangerous it’s such a delight for me to find the story I perceive in your writing knowing others who read it may glean something else entirely and you probably wrote it with something else in mind
Love how this unfolds. The scene is set to burn. Thank you @Olly von x
The brilliance of this piece lies in how the structure carries the emotion. The language feels transactional, coded, almost machine-like, yet beneath it sits something deeply human: longing, shame, performance, and self-invention. By the time “none.of.it.happened;” returns, it reads less as denial and more as survival. An inventive and memorable poem.
Thank you, L.O., for taking the time with this piece. We actually crossed paths on one of my very first pieces. Glad to see you back now that I’m a little stronger x
skin dressed amuse bouche size 9 yes please
one amuse bouche coming up sir. mains might finish you off x
I feel like im observing a surrealist painting in which the subject is eating herself
Assuming this still falls within the established theme. Thank you @Ray Sweatman x
Absolutely delicious
Thank you Foxy x
forensic cataloguing of alienation, anticipating consequence, struck from the record
Juxtaposed with the sounds of heat slowly enveloping me here, the syntax of this piece feels like evidence tags recovered from some sort a damaged memory. I particularly liked the way luxury, illness, desire and absence keep colliding throughout the piece, the way it should. Bravo!
I'm running out of ways to say this, but: thank you, thank you, thank you x
Sultry liquor, numerically deceived…
… some of these lines had so much within them. Well done!
Glad you think so @Miles Hack. Gratitude x
Likewise!
A pause comes with your writing. It's clinical, glassy, dissociated.
The repeated none.of.it.happened lands as ritual of denial (or a mix of nausea and glamour?), the tone of being gaslit or of gaslighting oneself to survive the evening. Absolutely loved it!
This one is right up there with the liturgy ones!
You’re such a careful reader Soulhunting.
That’s right, the wound exposure sits right there with both liturgies. It’s been a while, though, and you remembered. My heart melted x
They were my favorite! You keep out doing yourself! :)
I consider them a turning point. Glad you like them too. Sending love x
Ooh this is powerful
Ooh, thank you @Lotte Kestner x
“tight.thighs(certified);”
“tooth.chipped(on.someone.else’s.flute);”
“none.of.it.happened;”
“simulacrum”
“fringe”
did you change “an.ally”?
evocative - and absolutely boom, as always, M 🙂
Had to change it, my brain couldn’t switch that off. Grand return of the fringe. Will never forget 🙂 x
I’m really sorry about that - I certainly didn’t mean for you to change your work.
Indeed haha 🙂 x
No, no. You’re absolutely right. I found it hilarious 🙂 x
Oh, that’s good. I was a little worried there 😊 x
„none.of.it.happened;“ 🖤🖤🖤
A banquet of appearances and a famine of belonging. Every line leaves a bruise.
underneath it speaks of loneliness, exclusion, and emotional hunger. So impactful written!
Every time you write in this syntax format, I’m left speechless and in awe. With my IT software development background, I instinctively understand and appreciate the structure behind it. Whenever you write this way, it feels like reconnecting with something I’ve always loved, as if it’s come alive again right before my eyes.
I just love it and love it ♥️
Can’t say thank you enough. Sending love right back at you Untamed Eulogy ❤️
skin.dressed(amuse-bouche);
....
none.of.it.happened;
First and last. In between all it happens with an excellent provocative insight. You bend syntax-we must kneel.
Amused-bouche B. but we both know you kneel to no one unless all.of.it.happened x
Hard to disagree
Ooooh fine dining à la morgue? Delicious. 🍽️ Though, relieved there’s no flambé on the menu 🖤✨
This is 10/10 comment @Luna💫. Can’t stop laughing x