WRITING
Essays, prayers, poems, journals, reviews and reports from across the Rock Dove archive
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Evelyns face
What I remember: Bone structure and cheeks somewhere between mine a young “you know…” Very delicate, sweet, fragile red mouth. Strange shyness and studiousness, would rather read or write rather than looking at me. On looking at me directly, and knowing i saw her, she said i “terrified her” She had a distictive parting on…
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I love those below,
who laugh, but i infinitely prefer those above, who see nothing funny or no mockery whatsoever in my vines of light.
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My Death Sigil
Yup, there’s no avoiding it whatsoever, with any religion or anything, the shape and function of everything i am. It is supposed to be something else, but i arranged the world in a beautiful way with minimal fuss for the ones i loved, who always watched me.After this im a crying lost toddler.So i block…
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I wonder if you let me suffer
Long enough and ignored it long enough til it became yours. Thats karma.
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What was Richard like? Oh yeah,
He had a heart, and his own little personality. Took shelter in trap, and traps, laughed things off. Destructive addictions. Fought hard against his nature using whatever means to cool his shadow down Witness to unexplainable phenomenon that were very comforting to him, and probably wouldn’t be to anyone normal Terrified to the point of…
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We were fucked over, guys.
Id like Okami and all past lives, and normal, inquisitive human minds to understand: there was no getting together with her, ever. Not just because of the barriers put in place by an ignorant human earth, but her own absurdly extreme, cruel, inhuman abandonment. I’m putting this as clearly as poossible for everyone.
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A Mental Health System That Actually Works
Imagine one of those mental health people / place things / abominations, actually telling the truth for once, and going: “you have every right to feel shit, loads of us do, because of how bad we fucked up! So which group of comrades will you join to improve the planet?” and then you get a…
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I Don’t Post Online ‘cos Nothing Goes on in My Head (and Portrush is ruined)
I mean no harm to my 200 or so odd facebook friends, but why the hell do only about five of you post genuinely interesting, or affecting, or relatable shit?The 5 im thinking of dont even post eclectic things or oddities and curiosities, but they know how to pick a quote or a photo that…
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Do Peole Care for Real Love Anymore?
Or has it become a commodity? I write this for Evelyn, though she’s present, even in comedy. This phone app doesn’t allow me to space a poem out like Yeats. So to the tunnel to that door, the way in, I lock the gates. We spent time with the Lovely Lotus Princess, and you told…
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I am that Turtle
It hurts to be crushed like this, but I am that turtle, i am that door, i am the zoo, and the owl for sure. And i see myself in a silver moon, i show the world that moon. I show and blow clouds all around to hide me, too. Spring began in the start…
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A List of Dream Symbols Sent to Me, 7th April 2024
– As an owl, seeing a turtle, crushed under an iron door. – Being close, intimate and Home with a loved-one. – Being stranded on a train, with a slow yet friendly house mate, becoming the owl again, him the turtle. 4am comes, and I am woken up by a very loud, very dynamic, alarming…
