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“I’ve read your poems, Cyrus. I get that you’re Persian. Born there, raised here. I know that’s a part of you. But you’ve probably spent more time looking at your phone today, just today, than you’ve spent cutting open pomegranates in your entire life. But how many fucking pomegranates are in your poems?” so fucked for a white friend to say this but also kinda resonates with me and raises qs-interesting
— Mar 19, 2025 04:35AM
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Misha
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“It was hard for Cyrus not to see waking as the enemy. The way it corroded your power to exist - to live and think with acuity - until you finally submitted. Being awake was a kind of poison, and dream was the only antidote.”
— Mar 19, 2025 04:36AM
Misha
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I turn my headphones up until it hurts, act like a dick to a random woman just doing her job. Because it feels different than nothing. Which is all sobriety is. Nothing. Nothing in every direction. It used to be I’d only feel something if it was the most extreme ecstasy or the most incapacitating white light pain. Drugs and booze sandpapered away everything else. But now everything is in this textureless middle.
— Mar 19, 2025 04:32AM
