Ceratomia

@ceratomia
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They/them. She/her, when you need a sister.

Scarred-knuckled artist of varying domains. Hungry observer. Hot-blooded and "well, actually cold as hell."

But also, a lover of people.

CeratomiaApr 10, 2020
Sanders is still running, but on a campaign he suspended to concentrate on supporting the ideals of his platform, while media outlets are saying he's conceded to Biden, but he's focusing on doing what he can to mitigate the crisis in the present time -- not campaigning for 2020. So we have to be the voice of his campaign. Support vote-by-mail initiatives. Check to see if/when your primaries have been rescheduled. Better policies for a better future. #usa #berniesanders
CeratomiaApr 10, 2020
Manmade systems will always, eventually, bow to the power of nature. If we don't repair what's failing, nature will hold all of us accountable. There is no individual in this pandemic. Endangering one means endangering all. #COVID19
CeratomiaFeb 14, 2020
Survivors of an Angel of Death owe theirs nothing for their revival. So why should we feel like we owe ours? http://fav.me/ddqf9v5 #poem #poetry
You owe them nothing CW by Ceratomia on DeviantArt

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CeratomiaJan 26, 2020

Poets are perhaps the most challenging lovers; we are drawn in to others easily but in the end, we are often more reckless with other people's hearts than we are with even our own.

https://ello.co/ceratomia/post/ok7fat_ebx7reusehb2yia #poetry #poem

Starving Poet ** Brilliant love - ceratomia | ello

Starving Poet ** Brilliant lover, heated, willing, unabashed and passionate. She is an architect, a translator, and she makes her marble palaces out of all the dirty rooms you have within you. She imitates investment She is a loving liar yet twice the giver you could be even when just lousy with you lousy with her, hungry for you hungry for her because she’ll never be hungry just for you & you'll never get to be just hungry with her. You forget she knows your dirty laundry and her powerful and parted lips have made you think that you just might be a king. A bedroom full of liquor bottles— oh you’re a king indeed— on your throne, a blow-up bed while you both smell of sweat and you reek of weed & you are quivering with heat she draws from you and her lipstick stains around your neck, you shudder with the inebriating feeling she could break you. You splay your legs as you, swollen, brimmed with wanting places your hands upon her thighs as you try to handle her but you can’t mistake that she conducts the rhythm palms pressed into your chest as she convinces you in way of gasps you misinterpret as your work that you could ever know what it'd be like to be worshipped by a queen. #poem #poetry

CeratomiaJan 17, 2020
"But I will not miss dying. It is by far the hardest thing I have ever done, and I will be glad when it’s over." - Cory Taylor, Dying: A Memoir
CeratomiaJan 17, 2020

I.

These nights, I am wont to weep
when I ache for your firm hands to cup this weeping face,
and I hunger with my lips to be unguarded once again
and quiver just a half-breath’s distance from your own.

My human hands are abuzz with agony
hot, heavy, blush-knuckled against my sallow skin.
I wish love was my dominant language,
but I am so well-versed in grief my blushing skin is a harbinger of fever—
heat awash with illness
and not alive with a lonely poet’s dreams.

c'd:
http://fav.me/ddoivfd

Grief is the loneliest of agonies by Ceratomia on DeviantArt

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CeratomiaJan 7, 2020

The days we are apart are the longest of my life.
Her lips are dew-dipped when she calls,
and I come to her, legs trembling
and I fumble as I fall again into a kind of trance for her.

I wander with her into a missing child’s bedroom
strewn with strangers’ dirty clothes
where she, so alive,
is wild with a smoke-and-floral fragrance
as the setting sun stirs the dust among the long-forgotten diaries
of hypodermic ghosts.

Read more: https://ello.co/ceratomia/post/kc29djfusgf1vywx24nvcq #poetry #writing #writer

CeratomiaJan 6, 2020
New poem to honor my fourth all-nighter in 2020, coupled with my more in-depth thoughts on Venus in Furs: http://fav.me/ddnsle2 #poetry #writing #newterm #VictorianesqueErotica #dearmuses #plzgrantmesleep
If limitless, we cannot last by Ceratomia on DeviantArt

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CeratomiaJan 6, 2020
I devoured Venus in Furs in one night. A poetically dramatic and morally questionable reminder of how much chaos and misery we could all avoid if we just respected each other's individual boundaries (and our own) upon expressing them.