Ceratomia

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.

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-04-10

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.

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-04-10

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.

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-02-14

Survivors of an Angel of Death owe theirs nothing for their revival. So why should we feel like we owe ours? fav.me/ddqf9v5

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-01-26

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.

ello.co/ceratomia/post/ok7fat_

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-01-17

@garbados Agreed. When people say overpopulation is the world's disease they are (in)directly saying it's just pragmatism for people, especially the poor who tend to have more children, to suffer and die. Inequity is the world's disease and that can be treated if ppl stop blaming a lack of resources on the same ppl who are provided with the least amount of them in the first place.

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-01-17

"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

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-01-17

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:
fav.me/ddoivfd

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-01-07
Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-01-06

New poem to honor my fourth all-nighter in 2020, coupled with my more in-depth thoughts on Venus in Furs: fav.me/ddnsle2

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-01-06

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.

Ceratomiaceratomia
2020-01-06

@skOsH Creativity is the only cultural antidote to mass apathy. In this age of overload, it is harder to see what is making waves. It's a strength for the impact of art to be (a little) nuanced.

But yeah energy is finite and consistently overextending oneself is a fast way to die, so how much creators want to involve themselves should be up to them.

Just giving an unsolicited pep talk or initiating discussion idk just keep creating what *you* need to create 👍

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