Emily

@emilyanonymous



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Emily . 3 years ago
There is a shimmering in my chest that at once hurts and exhilarates me
Hope in the face of unmovable obstacles
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Emily . 3 years ago
If I were a millionaire I’d wear fake jewels to every gala
Meandering poem about wealth and status
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Emily . 3 years ago
A Sylvia Plath poem
On processing Sylvia Plath’s Bees collection
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Emily . 3 years ago
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Loved Dandelion Wine and dreamed about living in a house with turrets for decades after poring through the opening chapter. Back then I could still dream magic with words, paint cylindrically around m...
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Emily . 3 years ago
The song "Kids" sounds like Boo Radley's lawn at midnight, like going on a hike in a county park somewhere you've never been before.
The yearns of being 18
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Emily . 3 years ago
Girl in a Museum. Girl in a hall of mirrors. Girl who sees herself in every painting, brushstroke Impressionist Untrained to the novice eye but accomplished by the experts’ Worth whatever someone will pay for it Work of art
Collection of poems about a girl in a museum
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Emily . 3 years ago
Depression sneaks in quickly, it doesn’t ask permission. It’s your nosy neighbor who, seeing the door cracked open, plows in with beady eyes and sits down at your humble dining room table.
Personifying depression.
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Emily . 3 years ago
This week in America feels like thick globular black paint stroked onto all my walls. Over my prints and across our wedding photos, I stare at the monochrome without blinking until the even the texture becomes fuzzy.
Thoughts on the fall of democracy
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Emily . 3 years ago
My biggest fear in wearing make up is that I’ll lose the ability to see myself as beautiful without it. When I was out of college I decided that I would go without. Not because I’m a “pick me” girl or because I’m pretty enough that most of society woul...
Thought 2 tonight
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Emily . 3 years ago
It’s funny how a couple months ago my hollowed out chest felt like a gaping wound that would never heal, or if it did, would become a rough textured canvas of scars.
First concept tonight
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Emily . 3 years ago
I, Romantic
How did you expect me to grow up, raising me like that? You wanted me to play piano
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Emily . 3 years ago
Ode to that one black speck in the bathtub
I finished my marathon!!
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Emily . 3 years ago
Tomorrow I run my marathon.
Stream of consciousness thoughts the night before I run a marathon, alone
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Emily . 3 years ago
Sometimes my diaries are the lullaby that lulls me into sleep
Literally unfiltered and probably totally nonsensical
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Emily . 3 years ago
It’s 12:13 and I’m sitting pressed up against my bathtub, on the wide tile floor. The wisps of hair that frame my face are shorter than usual and sticking out, frayed like I am from stress.
Re: anxiety
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Emily . 4 years ago
What people in my daily life see is smiles through grit, intrigue and motion and overall tenacity.
Not sure what this one is but publishing nonetheless
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Emily . 4 years ago
2020 has taught me that a symphony of canaries, flocking and singing
Survival and warning
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Emily . 4 years ago
Spiders I save.
Hypocrisy, self doubt, fear, justification
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Emily . 4 years ago
One of the best things I’ve done for myself this quarantine is pit myself against a big, hairy goal.
My marathon training
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Emily . 4 years ago
If only I could show you what I see in the dark place behind my eyes, in front of my brain. A giant canvas like at a drive in movie theater, 9pm, stars lightly shining.
Inner life tonight
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