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1.01
out and forgotten, halfway expired, you wanted to be more. ‘up your sock game,’ he told me. i smiled at him and thought, maybe
but i knew he’d never understand, everyone is either urban or rural but we found the countryside nestled between skyscrapers.
running barefoot we lost our shoes, we left our socks outside by the lamppost like the urchins your mother warned you about
we were urban and rural, we found freedom in a cage, we can never be contained
1.02
concrete and cement to stub your cigarettes out on. i’m listening to indie-jazz music because i know you hate it.
here lived and breathed and dreamed a ragtag gang of misfits with frayed jeans and faded socks
the streets will never forget us, even if our families let us fade into oblivion
1.03
laundry basket love, putting these socks that look like cardboard rainbows into her washing machine.
‘it’s symbolic,’ i told her. ‘we leave our socks on the concrete because outdoors is our only home
and we’re tired of covering our soles.’
1.04
i looked at the sunset-stockinged sky and remembered how we’d leave our socks aligned
colour co-ordinated. like signals or traffic lights or weather forecasts. messages for each other
for us and only us, us alone. red meant celebration, orange meant government holiday,
yellow meant unavoidably detained, green meant we’re running out of time,
blue meant i love you, violet meant i’m hurt, i’m in pain, i need you to rescue me
1.05
indigo meant nothing at all.
out and forgotten, halfway expired, you wanted to be more. ‘up your sock game,’ he told me. i smiled at him and thought, maybe
but i knew he’d never understand, everyone is either urban or rural but we found the countryside nestled between skyscrapers.
running barefoot we lost our shoes, we left our socks outside by the lamppost like the urchins your mother warned you about
we were urban and rural, we found freedom in a cage, we can never be contained
1.02
concrete and cement to stub your cigarettes out on. i’m listening to indie-jazz music because i know you hate it.
here lived and breathed and dreamed a ragtag gang of misfits with frayed jeans and faded socks
the streets will never forget us, even if our families let us fade into oblivion
1.03
laundry basket love, putting these socks that look like cardboard rainbows into her washing machine.
‘it’s symbolic,’ i told her. ‘we leave our socks on the concrete because outdoors is our only home
and we’re tired of covering our soles.’
1.04
i looked at the sunset-stockinged sky and remembered how we’d leave our socks aligned
colour co-ordinated. like signals or traffic lights or weather forecasts. messages for each other
for us and only us, us alone. red meant celebration, orange meant government holiday,
yellow meant unavoidably detained, green meant we’re running out of time,
blue meant i love you, violet meant i’m hurt, i’m in pain, i need you to rescue me
1.05
indigo meant nothing at all.
Literature
stone walls
even shouting in this cavern
won’t force an echo
you could beg for kinder things
from rock face
you could beg
but sound?
but light?
but
anything you
can feast on
silence
.
say the word family
say it
family
and now speak it
into empty rooms
and now carve it
into your palms
and now try
to stitch your chest up
while you wait
to stitch your hands up
while you beg
to hear their voices
but you won’t
.
all empty rooms
are silence pacts
tribal hosts
and love
held overhead
like some conch
some totem
gifted only
to the golden
you may not speak
on this side
of
Literature
memento
you keep my drawing as
a bookmark and i can
only hope you think of
me every time you turn
a page.
Literature
Bipolar
At times I feel that
if I jumped off a building
I'd not fall, but fly.
Other times I feel
there'd be nothing left if I
fell any harder.
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thing I wrote based on a tumblr prompt. tbh, I don't even know what this is.
Written on August 23rd, 2016. © a-girl-named-divine.
Written on August 23rd, 2016. © a-girl-named-divine.
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what the fuck how what i cannot
div stop
this is too good
now i have to spam you with favs damnit
div stop
this is too good
now i have to spam you with favs damnit