Apologies for being a little late on this, but here it is.
Our Member of December is:
Congratulations on the nomination, Emily!
3 of their favorite works are:
my chest is filled with strings
spun from one rib to the next
tangling where it
& i'll hold unto what's left
the stitched-up heart i own, it's no burden
though it beats in times of its own
though it fails to see through the
flowered, glass prison of my chest & into
the final phases of spring- it
sits still, rendering
please, keep me safely
in those secret doors inside your mind
the ones i found, but could never open
it's no use when your thoughts aren't mine-
& it's better to keep them shut
than push until they're broken.
all your ghosts swirling about my head
choking me with angui
star dwellerhow stained are my seasons
with forgotten intentions, i must have
loved you senseless
now i'm guarding my heart.
my ribs are a courtyard; you
cannot be shy, darling
you tell me, you're a
you fall into yourself
the space within you is beautiful & broken
i see it fully because it's what
made me feel help
less the first time i saw you
a word for your days growing old;
don't try to take control, little darling
i'm the youngest of souls
cellshe kissed the sea with bokeh haze & light leaks
cradled herself to sleep with panorama dreams
when she awoke every thing was blurry
she peers through glass & turns to focus
the sand is with her
the rain is falling
these things come in twos, but they never seem to notice
a single cell
her soul is dripping with
beads of sweat &
it's an emptiness: i cannot fit
my tiny hands in his
perthcatch your breath
in the skeletons of leaves
it varies - this land
these trees - it carries
the wind of my afterthoughts on the
i stole it from the cedars
they came to me when i was young
when dreaming was too keen of believing,
& forgetting was too fond of feeling.
i sent it off, & found it reeling
itself back in
i stood in the lakes
you stared at my quak
ing heart; tore apart your
undone & dealing a thousand
sentiments on the tip of your tongue
i spilled wisdom
but saw my reflection
in the vapor, & this was when
i became older - & later on
told myself how to look beyond an hour
coordinates i'm not talented at
i'd much rather lie awake with the stars &
stay quiet to the sound of someone whispering
the coordinates of mars; commenting quietly on
which way the wind is blowing-
& without a hand to hold me, i am
capable of treading sharp streams
let the sand spill over me. i need to learn to
& save myself.
i'll never let the world destroy me.
i'm barely visible, & i think it's rough to see
where i have been touched & pulled &
where i bleed. i'm alive- still, i'
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Members of the Month are officially open to nominations by anyone!
Please feel free to nominate your friends, or anyone you think deserves special recognition.
Members can only be featured once, and you cannot nominate yourself.
The final decision will be made by me, your founder. Or one of the Admins in the rare case of my absence.
So get nominating!