ShereKhancept
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they/them | late 20s | trans & genderqueer
multi-faceted creative | poet | writer
disabled & chronically ill |
creator of #sherepoetry #shereart prompts
🔞 MDNI, please
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptfind courage it's good enough to survive if thriving seems out of reach teach softness to your edges without letting them grow obedient #retroartprompt #poetry @artbyseranya.bsky.social
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptIf I could get back To where I once belonged, our Song might yet be sung. #BedroomEyesPrompt #GetBack #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity @oldsoulprose.bsky.social @southernjam.bsky.social
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- Reposted by ShereKhancepti shouldn't write when sleepless. the corridors bend and warp; the pathways between subjects of intensity in my mind portal to each other at odd angles, sudden spots, jarring beats. clarity is a gift of the privileged and Rested Me is the only one of us who knows how to have it. to sleep i go.
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptdizzy from the depth of this lonely ache missing you, the past, despite the truths known missing the belief, naivete, no longer able to feel with abandon - I am softly tracing paths through the drops on the window, as if condensation could show me a way to make something of all this empty air.
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptcrushing hard on people who will only return limited forms of affection and also being that person to people crushing on me very fun :') (it's very not)
- I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired I'm so sick and tired of being sick and tired I'm so sick and tired
- Reposted by ShereKhancept#TheCampfire We find things on our path that make us believe in the impossible. I found the hawk feather on a trail that had two people not far ahead of me. It was smack dab in the middle of the trail and I couldn’t believe they would walk over it without picking it up. ⬇️
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptStep back a hundred paces Walk up a thousand more Tired hands for worn down pages Wakeful eyes for lessons borne A duel for every lullaby A flight for every call A dream for every passerby A screen to put it all A mess, an order, a lain out script A prophecy, a destiny, One sadly yet unripped.
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptStill taunted By frustration and grief My tears bathe this hearth; A hundred ceremonies in stark contrast This relief, this new home Every tear a rip, a tear in an already-bleeding heart And a war-torn body. I am grateful my soul has a chance to live again, Even if it is so, so tired of trying.
- well, ig that answers that i'll have to be the one to reach out every time, if we're ever to talk again.
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptA quick roadside painting of little sur from last month! this is a classic spot for artists in the area, but it was my first time there :)
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptArt is freaking hard. Enjoy the absolute MESS of how I use a sketchbook.
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- Reposted by ShereKhanceptKitty cat bath time.
- Reposted by ShereKhancepta favourite spot under rosemary branches zen quietly holds the day in his patient eyes... peace looks like this #Caturday
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptcan’t. busy polishing a tarnished silver lining…✨
- Reposted by ShereKhancept. caught by madness known only to such guilt-ridden, guileless, doomèd souls as Ophelia, as Hamlet, as Cassandra, as Eurydice, I ought not to curse love-- but oft has ill-felt affection borne the hands that smite me. . #poetrycommunity #originalwriting
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- Fatphobia is rooted in dehumanization, ableism, and eugenics But y'all *Really* don't want to have that conversation.
- Reposted by ShereKhancepta cat a garden one deep breath and the flowers burst into bloom nothing missing the moment is full the day holds me this is enough #Photo mine
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- Reposted by ShereKhanceptArt by Akira Kusaka Goodnight Blue ones #MenWithCats
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptriver painting from camping in Bog Sur last week :)
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptI was watching The Crow (the original one) while working on a painting... and I couldn't shake the idea that it would probably be less cheesy if it were an anime. So I doodled it. Hehe. I can't be the only one who thinks this, right?? #illustration #fanart #digitalart #Crow
- should i take a machete to the fused bonds of my mind again? chop into sections, dissect, analyze, test separate more again so it's safer, and so i am less disgusting??? i know i shouldnt be, i shouldnt seek to shatter this glass that's already almost sand but i ought to know more shame.
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- it happened you embodied yourself at last physical visage what I saw in your eyes good I felt nothing new, nothing fresh from a terrifying action that proved not to be a relapse. you're just you, farther than ever. none of us know what I am now, least so you we are finally universes apart.
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- I shouldnt continue to find the greatest love in the shadows cast behind but I am a beggar to the brief and scattered beauty carelessly shed by joy of the past if it is all the light I can find is it so bad to find it? my eyes are too ashamed to look here or beyond let me reminisce and be lost
- emerald opalescence through lidded gaze dangling dewdrops on crusted lashes I saw streaks of silver flash as you disappeared but the color I have left folds into your void star-scattered oblivions incomprehensibly beautiful light - all mine to witness no lesson All just is.
- Reposted by ShereKhancept. we cannot allow the pretense of self to be comfortable in an Unmarked body. give me ink so this flesh cage has illusory bars so I am art so I am free. .
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptBlind Like a snapdragon Puckered Waiting For sweetness To buzz on my lips Unable to see where and whence it may come Unable to see any 'how' Swaying in the wind, Blossomed, but Blistered by the sun, Waiting With no sight and no sense of clarity.
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptthanks again for doing this!! I am Nathan, a disabled traditional artist from Brazil my cat horde has grown further in the last month so I am filled with inspiration (and vet bills!) I do pets, characters and all sorts of drawings! my commission info thecatfortress.carrd.co
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptToday I went out painting with a local plein air group and it was awesome!!
- sloppy joes sickly sweetened pulled pork potatoes eggs? some carton thing false orange juice Scents flood my brain-senses as my sense of safety erodes my body quaking with another round of falsehoods - terrors that never were the way I experience them now, memories and time indistinguishable
- Reposted by ShereKhancept🌹 random roses 🌹 May 16th 2024
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptafter his voyage through full moon's portal he reemeeged quiver full of words both needed and unsaid mirroring calm intent as ego's reflection fractured into tinted arrow tips dipped in kindness ready to strike #BraveWrite #freeverse #poetry Thank you @bravewrite.bsky.social for the new #prompt
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptThe fire was a lie and cold, the only truth I traded the ache of you for the bite of the wind... a cleaner kind of pain Now my blood is slow and these hands that once knew your warmth are just brittle stones stiffening in the frost #ও☉❢☉✑ #poetry #writing #micropoetry #blueskywriters
- I really do need to be approached like a cat. I will not trust you initially unless you are like.. SO clearly one of My Persons. I need to be around you a while,& not have any specific behavior demanded of me. Warm me up to your presence, give me the slow build into enjoying your companionship 🧡
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- Reposted by ShereKhanceptlosing it
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptGnoster, wisdom of night
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptCaged Bird. #oc
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptc y c l e s again and again my mind and heart walk in seasons; leaves and buds and frost and sun rhythmically taking hold over falsitudes of time without my permission or consent - except that I choose still to live! and living requires Seasons returns restarts regrowth redeath cycles. #poem
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- Reposted by ShereKhancept"Catscapes"- my post op December project
- Reposted by ShereKhancept🏴☠️ new map drop 🏴☠️ Try and see if you can find your lands (~‾▿‾)~
- I didn't decide I love you despite myself You pulled me out of who I'd been Know what I mean? ... I walk beside I walk beside myself To see what's left Of you and me And what it means If it goes wrong I'll reassure myself I knew all along At least it was real It was real youtu.be/PZ1IaWbZSGI
- No place to put my pain, All I can do is feel it. Distance, sleep, Distract, dissociate, All to have a moment's relief - Villainized in my own head For constant attempts to escape But it's ever present and Too much. I try 100% of Time's veiled presence All I beg for is relief.
- to Live and Be Alive while one Survives? luxurious . rare . i wistfully reach in empty air
- Reposted by ShereKhancept. half-learned skills, half-made projects, collections of little things I knew would make you smile, alleys I bookmarked to walk with you important places to go food you'd like, places you'd see, ways I'd kiss you better ways I'd love you better all all lost now. now, the distance is forever. .
- Reposted by ShereKhancept#7syllablesentence Treasure lost: our hearts aglow.
- Reposted by ShereKhanceptmy heart was reflected in hers, and from there I built my first piece of peace unending grief, then, that I lost that shelter too - how many days until I lose this inferior safety, until I have to leave again, until I have to fight against death, leaving the softness even further behind?
