|Dear friend, |
I’ve been relatively free these past few days & so I decided to completely revamp my personal website. I also (finally!) started a project I’ve wanted to work on since ages: marvel & etc.
marvel & etc. is a fangirl project which started as a direct result of too many shenanigans in Marvel’s playground. Under its banner, I’m going to be creating poems, fictional pieces, letters, fic recommendation lists, & etc. You can find all these creations under the category “marvel & etc.” on my website. I’ll also be regularly updating you about them through these letters.
Here’s a poem I recently wrote under this banner:
(Avengers: Endgame spoilers)
because home has always been the spaces between your genius & the obstinacy coursing through my veins; this slumber is fitful & miraculous & unnecessary for what is the point of laying my head down this sorrow to sleep if the skies are all regular blue i miss you & this space feels foreign again. i have been in this body for almost a century’s worth of earth’s revolutions around the sun & yet, it feels like something to run away from, for what is the point of the strength in my muscles & the iron in my bones if they weren’t enough to save the man i love? sorrow doesn’t need a reason to seep into my skin but tonight, when the flowers curl around the moon my bones find empty spaces to clank against because home has always been the space between your beautiful mind & the gratitude coursing through my veins hollow like logs of wood: do the trees grow tired of witnessing humans turn homes turn wisps of smoke where do i lay this sadness down, how do i build a new home? from s. r. to t. s. (mcu: Avengers: Endgame when tony stark dies)
I hope you have a great week!