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Tag: mortality

Apotropaic

Apotropaic Last night I found the earrings I was wearing when you died. I’ll never wear them again, but I … More

death, family, grief, life, loss, memory, mortality, poem, poetry, trauma, writing

Watch

1. Minutes these relentless finite minutes of mine he says we have to make ours count but I just count … More

death, depression, existentialism, life, love, mental illness, mortality, philosophy, poem, poetry, relationships, suicide, time, writing

070321

content warning: main theme of suicide, suicidal ideation, depression, death I am supposed to die today. Sunday 7th March 2021. … More

confessional, covid19, death, depression, diary, goals, illness, life, mental health, mental illness, mortality, pandemic, prose, suicidal, suicide, suicide prevention, support

040120

I am always really surprised when I realise that I’m alive [that I’m alive to begin with / that I’m … More

death, diary, experience, journal, life, madness, mortality, notebook, poetry, truth, writing

As You Lay Dying

I got our ‘goodbye’ wrong. All of those rehearsals and I got stage fright, fluffed my lines, fucked it up … More

afterlife, death, grief, Hijacked Amygdala, journal, memory, mortality, notebook, poem, poetry, words, writing

Happy Death Day! (3)

3 years. Sometimes it feels like 3 days, sometimes 3 weeks, sometimes a decade, but always far too long ago … More

afterlife, anniversary, childhood, daddy, daughter, death, emotions, family, grief, journal, letter, loss, love, memory, mortality, mourning, writing

Things You’ll Find When I Die

Today’s poem for Day 9 of NaPoWriMo based on the prompt: list of things. I’m a big fan of lists … More

death, GloPoWriMo, life, list, mortality, NaPoWriMo, notebook, poem, poetry, truth, writing

Le Macabre

I am eating the oxygen of the 30-something man sitting next to me. One day he’ll be dead. I do … More

dark, death, Hijacked Amygdala, life, macabre, mortality, observation, prosetry, short prose, truth, writing

Crash

In the split second / Before we crashed I finally discovered / What it feels like / To be alive. … More

death, existence, Hijacked Amygdala, life, mortality, notebook, poem, poetry, writing

She

She is no oxygen thief. She isn’t stealing something that doesn’t belong to her, she is being force-fed it, being … More

death, depression, grief, Hijacked Amygdala, life, mortality, poem, poetry, portrait, suicide, writing

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