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Nighttime Tea
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A hot cup of tea on a cold starry night.

Living in Kanata. They/ Them. Left, and I don't mean handed. No AI.

I follow people intentionally not for numbers, so if I followed you, I think you're neat.

Am I writing the book or is the book writing me? :O
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One writer to another, I invite you to write a haiku about my cat. His name is Batty.

#blackcats #writingcommunity
Magic, my birth right
yours too
Is just #science.
Locked in Bluebeard's tower.
But many hands are picking the lock, now.
The wife of Prometheus hid in that terrible room. You've never heard of her but her husband is famous, unkillable,
She's been holding a fistful of fire for 1000 years.
#vss365
November 15, 2025 at 6:14 AM
Let me be the first to say that @trashphalt.beauty 's new haircut looks super adorable and gorgeous 😍 and maybe she will bless us with a pic.
November 13, 2025 at 1:19 AM
I am looking for poems or pieces to read for a Trans Day of Remembrance ceremony, does anyone have any recommendations?

#trans #lgbt+ #tdor #poetry #poems #writing
November 11, 2025 at 9:56 PM
I have nothing normal to say about literature that hasn't already been said.
I could get crazy with it.
#Literature? More like cliterature, bro can't find it without help and when he does he doesn't know what to do with it.
What do you mean Fight Club isn't an aspirational tale?

#vss365
November 10, 2025 at 6:12 PM
My next read.

The Memoirs of Miss Chief Eagle Testickle: Vol. 1: A True and Exact Accounting of the History of Turtle Island

#booksky #read #reading #nonfiction #lgbt+reads
November 10, 2025 at 5:51 AM
Historical figures you hate?

I'll go first-

Descartes.

#philosophy #history
November 7, 2025 at 11:46 PM
Chicken Marsala, a first for me, but for sure, not a last.

#cooking 🍜 #food
November 7, 2025 at 11:30 PM
"Making history" as though it's bread to be broken and shared as spoils and not a moving, breathing thing.
History, the largest living organism, measures not in distance covered but it's unbroken temporality.
From "now" to "back then", the best way to travel, is, books.

#vss365 #history
November 7, 2025 at 8:33 PM
Daily Batty

What's he thinking? Wrong answers only. (Because no one can truly know the mind of a cat so we're all wrong in advance).

#catsofbluesky #cats #blackcats #cute
November 6, 2025 at 6:45 PM
Earth drew her map with the quills of living birds - described shorelines, air currents, hedgerows and tree lines.
Migrating Elk write tracks, now the wolf's border, now the bear's.
We took her pen and dipped it in blood to hold the borders still.
#Geography is written by the conqueror.
#vss365
November 6, 2025 at 6:07 PM
Why don't I become #famous
so I can hate it
Why don't I become adored and scorned, different from now
ignored, bored, and a little sore about the whole damn thing
Why don't I stop dredging up painful dark truths and say the line
"And they lived happily ever after."
Famously boring.

#vss365 #poetry
November 5, 2025 at 4:54 PM
Post a book you love from the 80s. No explanations, no reviews, just covers.
#BookSky #bookchallenge #readingchallenge #readingcommunity #booktok #bookish #books
November 5, 2025 at 1:45 AM
To know without context is the hand grasping for the line, the shadow, the feeling
The hand is small and unconnected to a body, yet
It was not given lessons on love, it was born to follow the curve of a smile and return it
#Education passes or fails
The hand still grasps but knows not why

#vss365
November 4, 2025 at 10:52 PM
In order to get the proletarians back under control in the wake of the golden age of workers (post successful peasant revolt) in the 1500's the government of France legalized rape against proletariat women in order to pit the working class against each other and weaken them.
November 2, 2025 at 8:11 PM
“Good working men make wheat and bread but they will never chew it.”

Caliban and the Witch- Women, the Body, and Primitive Accumulation. Silvia Federici

#booksky #quotes #feminism
November 2, 2025 at 7:51 PM
One writer to another, I invite you to write a haiku about my cat. His name is Batty.

#blackcats #writingcommunity
November 2, 2025 at 4:37 PM
#Creatures whose existence is disputed:

-Birds
-Cryptids
-Mother Earth
-A Good Billionaire
-The Forgiving Ghost
-Jesus, the real one, who was extremely gay and a socialist.
-Me, but only disputed by myself at 1am, by the morning I am somewhat confident I do exist.

#vss365
November 2, 2025 at 1:10 PM
The blackberries were so big I could only fit a few in my hands before gently laying them into the basket.
It smells like flowers, honey, and sweet dark wine.

The pride of this season's growth, here, I am grateful. So I swear to care for this hedge, as it cares for me.

#write #food #gardening
October 31, 2025 at 12:28 AM
It's Batty's 2nd birthday!

Mischief Night suits him very much.

Likes:
Hair elastics
Pipe cleaners (I stg he can smell them. He's banned from them but if there's a stray one in the house he will find it)
Strawberry cat toys
Morning cuddles
Happy drooling
Attacking feet
Showers

#blackcats #cats
October 30, 2025 at 9:27 PM
Ray of life.

Conceptually, a dark seed.

Until I stretched out in all directions and screamed from the pain of once being infinite possibilities

Now,

narrowed down
to a line that continues indefinitely in one direction.

#vss365 #ray #poetry
October 30, 2025 at 7:50 PM
Melted tin simmered in the crucible on the table, bathed by full moonlight coming through the open window.
The alchemist muttered, possessed,

"Lunam turn stagnum ad argentum!"

Lunar moths were thrown in the molten metal, to turn tin to silver.

The moon wept and hid her face.

#vss365 #argent
October 29, 2025 at 5:46 PM
If I could write something that would get me a deal
Recognition
A medal to hang that says, "#1 Not Imposter, Definitely Worth Reading"
My words would still be dark, disjointed, too weird, and give splinters.
I would never wear that medal or believe it anyway.
But I can't stop.

#writingcommunity
October 28, 2025 at 7:14 PM
High school is an #experiment. A petri dish of confused multi-celled organisms reaching out with anxious tendrils, slapped away, cradling the child with one broken arm and laughing outward.
Query: What happens to the wide-eyed child?
Conclusion: Close your eyes and bark.

#vss365
October 28, 2025 at 6:57 PM
Spring, Year 1101

Can you drown on dry land? Mist began to feel like a living thing, creeping down the mountains as ice melted.

A silver white hand wrapping around trees and boulders, clawing down the throat and into the lungs, sprouting fungus.

Still, the rain did not end.

#vss365 #creep
October 28, 2025 at 6:27 AM
October 27, 2025 at 9:58 PM