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@silangan.bsky.social
🏡 kabanata13.net & weekendnovelist.net
🌱 feminist, writer, meeting with my finitude
✨ she/they/siya
🐘 @silangan@mas.to
✒️ #storyofmyhunger & #languishingworld
Writer behind @proj-affirm.bsky.social
#fullofgrace i'm almost done with the outline for this short novel! so much new information to piece together. i like the idea of writing sprints in cafes somewhere, and i think i should reach out to friends who are likewise in the middle of writing something.
November 21, 2025 at 10:59 AM
Equinox by Joy Harjo

"I must keep from breaking into the story by force."

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November 20, 2025 at 2:38 PM
I Am Not Ready to Die Yet by Joy Harjo

"And when it happens, as it certainly will, the lights will go on in the city and the city will go on shining"

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November 20, 2025 at 2:37 PM
this poem goes so hard:

"There is no poetry where there are no mistakes, said the next messenger."
November 20, 2025 at 2:05 PM
There Ceremony by Joy Harjo

“You were showering to get ready for war; I was sticky from late storms of grief and went to look for poetry.”

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November 20, 2025 at 1:55 PM
Birthday by Andrea Gibson

“I open my palm and my lifelines look like branches from an Aspen tree,
and there are songbirds perched on the tips of my fingers,”

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November 18, 2025 at 8:35 AM
Every Month by Andrea Gibson

"The holy have done more damage to this world than the devil ever could."

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November 15, 2025 at 4:29 PM
Hook Line by Andrea Gibson

"If you ever catch your breath, you will throw it back out to sea immediately."

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November 15, 2025 at 4:26 PM
#DraculaALoveTale Taken in this way, it makes sense for him to want to spare Mina/Elisabet/a the same fate -- and because, i think, at the end, it must have been a relief to die.
November 11, 2025 at 10:17 PM
Morning Prayers by Joy Harjo

“Earth dressed herself fragrantly,
              with regard for the aesthetics of holy romance.”

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November 11, 2025 at 8:55 PM
How the Worst Day of My Life Became the Best by Andrea Gibson

Felt a love for myself so consistent
metronomes tried to copyright
my heartbeat.

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November 11, 2025 at 8:49 PM
joy obtained!
November 10, 2025 at 12:12 PM
wow, the thought "i want to make myself happy" feels kind of foreign. i think, all the time, "i need to make myself useful. to make myself invisible. to make myself productive."
November 7, 2025 at 3:16 PM
#DraculaALoveTale his mind wasn't built, likely, for the dissolution of his entire way of life, to grapple with the impossibility of immortality. and how would he have coped with the idea that he was being punished by a wrathful, unkind god who had taken his wife away? whose mind wouldn't crack??
November 6, 2025 at 12:51 PM
#DraculaALoveTale and something occurred to me as I watched the defeated Dracula -- that he was a human, with a human mind -- and so of course the unnatural thing was for death to evade him. His consciousness, sanity, his entire mind was likely not built for the cognitive load of enduring centuries.
November 6, 2025 at 12:48 PM
#DraculaALoveTale You don't survive that without finding a way to make up a story about your experience. What story does Mina write? WHERE'S THE SEQUEL.
November 6, 2025 at 12:48 PM
#DraculaALoveTale that her lover had become a vampire, that he had waited for her for 400 years, and that he had died. That she had been abducted (Possibly) or she had wilfully absconded (more likely) and then turned into a vampire. Only for her husband/lover to disintegrate into ash before her.
November 6, 2025 at 12:48 PM
#DraculaALoveTale Never really thought about this aspect before but -- how Mina's sanity wouldn't have or couldn't have survived the consequence of returning to her life. In a span of 24 hours (48 if we're being generous) **spoiler ahead** she realizes that she had shared a lifetime with Vlad
November 6, 2025 at 12:48 PM