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camilla hect - I will

stay with me
hold my hand
there's no need
to be brave
and while you sleep
I'll be scared
so by the time you wake
I'll be brave
I'll be brave
I'll be brave
Fragment from the mysterious study of doctor sex. I don’t have a copy any more. He and I burned the transcript to keep from getting caught with it. He didn’t need one anyway. Nor did I. Palamedes remembers everything: That was his problem. I always remember him. That’s mine.
October 21, 2024 at 12:01 AM
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palamedes sextus - once more to see you

so come inside and be with me, alone with me
alone, with me alone
if you would let me give you pinky promise kisses
then I wouldn't have to scream your name
atop of every roof in the city of my heart
if I could see you
once more to see you
Fragment from the unwanted guest. PALAMEDES (Pause) Look—I doubt I’ll get another chance to say this, so … VOICE Don’t. You don’t have to. PALAMEDES I loved you. I love you still. I would have worked out how to love you better over time.
October 20, 2024 at 11:44 PM
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ianthe tridentarius - cop car

I get mean when I'm nervous like a bad dog
I want to jump into blue water
and I miss riding horses, I miss running fast
I miss riding horses, I miss running fast
I was meant for running fast
I pretended you were mine, it made me calm, babe
Fragment from Harrow the Ninth. “I am talking about forgetting, you big-mouthed warrior nunlet,” she said, and examined her fingernails, and levered a glob of dried-up green from her thumb with a brief flash of nausea. “Good God! Try taking Coronabeth’s memories from me ... I’d kill you myself. Love—don’t make that face, child, I have loved plenty—true love is acquisitive. You keep anything ... strands of hair ... an envelope they might’ve licked ... a note saying, Good morning, simply because they wrote it to you. Love is a revenant, Gideon Nav, and it accumulates love-stuff to itself, because it is homeless otherwise. I’m not saying she didn’t care about you. One does care about one’s cavalier, it can’t be helped ... but I watched Harry rearrange her brain so that she could empty herself of you.”
October 20, 2024 at 5:57 PM
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judith deuteros - a pearl

you're growing tired of me
you love me so hard and I still can't sleep
you're growing tired of me
and all the things I don't talk about

it's just that I fell in love with a war
nobody told me it ended
Camilla Hect is getting on whatever final nerve keeps trying to nourish itself in my body. I realise I am a terrible patient. If I had an ounce more social charm I would apologise to her for my obvious resentment, which we both know is deferred and humiliating self-hatred. The lieutenant used to say that my greatest virtue was that I would always recognise when I was wrong, and my greatest flaw was an inability to communicate or even acknowledge that recognition to anyone else.
October 20, 2024 at 9:18 AM
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coronabeth tridentarius - liquid smooth

I'm liquid smooth, come touch me too
and feel my skin is plump and full of life
I'm in my prime
I'm liquid smooth, come touch me too
I'm at my highest peak, I'm ripe
about to fall, capture me
… or at least take my picture
Fragment from As Yet Unsent. The princess turned to me then and took my hands. I kept my balance. She said, Jody, if I offered you that sword, wouldn’t you take it? I know how to use it. I know what it would mean. Lieutenant Dyas is dead. My own necromancer wouldn’t have me. Won’t you let me be your cavalier? Here, now, at the end of the world? Save me, Jody. Bind me to you, or who knows where I will go? What throne will I mount, if you don’t bind me down?
October 20, 2024 at 9:07 AM
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harrowhark nonagesimus - I’m your man

I'm sorry I'm the one you love
no one will ever love me like you again
so when you leave me, I should die
I deserve it, don't I?
“I have tried to dismantle you, Gideon Nav! The Ninth House poisoned you, we trod you underfoot—I took you to this killing �eld as my slave—you refuse to die, and you pity me! Strike me down. You’ve won. I’ve lived my whole wretched life at your mercy, yours alone, and God knows I deserve to die at your hand. You are my only friend. I am undone without you.”
October 20, 2024 at 9:00 AM
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gideon nav - I don’t smoke

if you need to be mean
be mean to me
I can take it and put it inside of me
if your hands need to break
more than trinkets in your room
you can lean on my arm
as you break my heart
Fragment from the book Harrow the Ninth: Always your sword, my umbral sovereign; in life, in death, in anything beyond life or death that they want to throw at thee and me. I died knowing you’d hate me for dying; but Nonagesimus, you hating me always meant more than anyone else in this hot and stupid universe loving me. At least I’d had your full attention.
October 20, 2024 at 8:51 AM