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colors

if good is white

and honest

and pure

and black is bad

and false

and evil

what color is malevolence?

what color ambiguance?

11/2021

Melanie Thomason

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Are we, indeed, what we pretend to be?

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Repeat

Ugly cry

Scream

Moan

Lather

Rinse

Repeat

Heave

Cough

Blow your nose

Lather

Rinse

Repeat

11/17/21

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Another Quote from Ricky Gervais

 

“It’s a strange myth that atheists have nothing to live for. It’s the opposite. We have nothing to die for. We have everything to live for.”
— Ricky Gervais

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son of a

when his parents cast him out

and left him in the forest

Edgar was not at all upset

in fact, he thanked them for it

He never wanted to be like them

living in doubt and regret

So when Ezelda took him in

he happily began to forget

Edgar was now, a son of a witch

and he was happy for it

for he had once lived a normal life

and had grown quickly to abhor it

His new life was filled with magick

and on nature’s breast he nourished

in his new life as a son of a witch

Edgar quickly flourished

Picture found here

Picture found here

~Melanie Thomason

a reblog of a poem written in 2015

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i see

You tell your truth

But it’s all lies

You bare your soul

While shielding eyes

You show yourself

In your disguise

~Melanie Thomason

10/13/2021

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Sweatshirt

Digital Bug Bowl 2021: Insect Museum Day - Bug Bowl

How wicked of a thought must you have to jostle a mind already organically filled with evil?

What is your terrible longing?

Piercing butterflies to save and study beauty you will never possess?

Plucking feathers from wee birds because you will never fly?

The truth is no matter how much you ply yourself with alcohol and other forms of courage I will always call your bluff.

You hit me in the face with your fistful of bad words but just what do you think you shall inflict on me with your vulgarity?

You are as threatening as a damp sweatshirt.

I am not afraid of you.

 

~Melanie Thomason

8/31/21

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math

my pain multiplies

memories divide me

is my innateness a welcome addition?

does my otherness subtract from my intrinsic value?

my family was f*ucked up to the 9th power

is my father the square root?

do you know, what is the sum of me?

~Melanie Thomason

8/7/2021

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