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About
"If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more."
"What is grief, if not love persevering?"
"You kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath"
Calling all readers, lovers of poetry and music, screen and stage. Quote collecters and lyric hoarders, unleash your archive. Each prompt must contain a quote - you can combine them, add commentary, link to articles, and more. Steal from a literary classic, or WeVerse drama. Have fun!
Examples
Minghao + Ocean Vuong
The most beautiful part of your body
is where it's headed. & remember,
loneliness is still time spent
with the world.
Ocean Vuong - night sky with exit wounds
Hoshi/Anyone; "Beauty is terror"
Thinking about these two quotes together and the idea of on/off-stage personas:
"Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful we tremble before it. And what could be more terrifying or beautiful, to the Greeks to to our own, than to lose control completely?" - Donna Tartt, the Secret Histories
"I am calm in everyday life but when I put on my in-ear device and step on stage, I can feel the tension and hear the cheers getting louder as the music gets louder. When the staff tells me it's time to step on stage, I feel something boil inside me. I feel it steaming inside and I think I have to give a burst of something, spill what is inside me." - Hoshi in Hit the Road Ep. 04
Any ship; "It's been so many years"
Hello, hello there, is this Martha?
This is old Tom Frost
And I am calling long distance
Don't worry 'bout the cost.
'Cause it's been forty years or more
Now Martha please recall
Meet me out for coffee
Where we'll talk about it all.
Tom Watts - Martha
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[FILL] hungrier/tides
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: poetry, experimental? open to interpretation, idolverse??? can be read as both gen or romantic
Permission to remix: Yes/No/Please ask
WC: 404 (hwa, take note)
A/N: I have absolutely no idea what this is and I haven't tried anything like it before so if it's an unintelligible mess (or just vagueass purple prose) please bear with me.
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When I was younger—are you listening? No, no one’s about to die.
Hey, I love you—but don’t call me morbid for this one.
When I was a young boy my mother took me swimming to the creek that ran behind the inn, the one that all the rich kids at school swore was cursed and the girls claimed had never seen a night without blood.
But I wanted to swim so desperately, my mother spent all morning in prayer and in the afternoon, she walked me to the creek, hand-in-hand, only parting from me at the water’s edge, with a kiss pressed to my forehead.
You know how this story goes don’t you? I flew like a bird and sank like a stone to the bottom of the riverbed and my mother screamed and screamed until the crowd that had begun to gather made way for the boy who would drag my heaving body back to shore.
Have you ever watched a body writhe and twist itself on a barren riverbank? Have you ever watched a fish die?
I told you it wasn’t going to be morbid—no, I’m not about to ask you if you have ever killed a fish with your bare hands.
Have you?
Have you ever had water pumped out of your lungs, love? They say you never forget the first clean breath of air after all the water has poured out of you and I took mine inside somebody else’s mouth.
Yesterday when you asked me why we always travel from land to mountain, why I never come to the beach with you and your friends, when you asked me if I was afraid of the ocean, I wanted to tell you that you are never who you were before you drowned.
Yes—I know I was saved, that’s not what I’m saying. Pay attention, would you?
What I’m saying is that the moment between my body breaking the water’s surface and it’s sinking, the moment when I was suspended and hurtling towards an inevitable flood: I was not afraid. I was waiting.
What I’m saying is when I was younger I once drowned and it wasn’t the saving that saved me but the drowning.
Do you understand?
There was water in my lungs, love. It got out.
I’ll say it again, listen carefully this time.
There is water in my lungs. I don’t want it out.
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I wanted to tell you that you are never who you were before you drowned.
What I’m saying is when I was younger I once drowned and it wasn’t the saving that saved me but the drowning.
I have no words I'm just going to parrot these back at you. Thank you MAN this is beautiful. Also deeply sad and terrifying and creative and horny and introspective and I LOVE it. (not to mention the title. KEYSMASH FOR A HUNDRED YEARS)
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i hope you get me back with even more sad terrifying horny watery introspections <333
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oh my god this entire piece is so haunting... this line is a kick in the teeth!!!
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i love metaphors about water and drowning and this is just soooooooooooooooo. so. so incredible. i love you.