Tuli

Joined May 2021

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Bio

Hi, I hope you feel something from my poetry.

I write primarily for the gracious generation born to lost caregivers

May you one day be inundated with the flowers you always deserved

I also dabble in the genres of the random and corny :)

Stories (22/0)

You want to get some coffee?
I can’t have ur number What kinds of wounds will that open up Will the vibration of my phone sink me into the ground The dreadful glance over my shoulder every time I check
By Tuli5 months ago in Poets
Ghosts
I carry the ghosts of my mother’s mother And her mother and the one before They appear relentlessly in my memory And Forever in my voice
By Tuli10 months ago in Poets
Romanticizing Rain
Maybe the rain is there To romanticize sadness So you don’t have to become it So you don’t drown in it It greets me like a child reaches a grave
By Tuli10 months ago in Poets
A mediocre poem about moving on that might make you feel something followed by a sad poem
MOVING ON I’m at a crossroads Nothing left to do But survive I can’t stay where I am I can’t go back But I can implode
By Tuli10 months ago in Poets
A collection of poems
I feel like writing again - a Haiku Sitting in the sun My favourite writing spot I’ve cried a lot here - Prides here
By Tuli11 months ago in Poets
I love my friends and our ADHD
Content warning: mention of drinking/alcohol What if love is not The progression that we experience The way we connect or
By Tuliabout a year ago in Poets
A memory from a ghost
MAJOR CONTENT WARNING: r*pe, SA, crude language You buried me alive Do u remember my resistance Every time u moved me
By Tuliabout a year ago in Poets
Storage and Moth Balls
My museum Is the subtle keepsakes In my baba’s house Where chairs are used to hold old hammers and books And plates used to subdue incense
By Tuliabout a year ago in Poets
A pork chop of a poem
Thought process one: A ballon flies away Not because it is weightless Not because it is pushed by the wind But because
By Tuliabout a year ago in Poets
Heavy Hours
-6:00pm- I stroke the charred ashes of my halfway-smoked spliff Pirouetting through the pulsing skin of my palm Forming your name with the burn
By Tuliabout a year ago in Poets
Anticipation
At a moment's notice I’m jumping through lost time Your leaves are falling The bus pulses through the road Silent holes on the ground make her tremble
By Tuli2 years ago in Poets
What am i to You
CONTENT WARNING: hidden references/allusion to sexually traumatic experiences - (ii) my body contorts As You pour
By Tuli2 years ago in Poets

Tuli

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You want to get some coffee?

Ghosts

Romanticizing Rain

A mediocre poem about moving on that might make you feel something followed by a sad poem

A collection of poems

I love my friends and our ADHD

A memory from a ghost

Storage and Moth Balls

A pork chop of a poem

Heavy Hours

Anticipation

What am i to You

Stories (22/0)