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Author Archives: Aisling Weaver
Poem :: Fruit of the Tree
Bruises, Blemishes, Wounds and sores. This heart is past prime, beyond peak; fruit dropped from the Tree of Life. Let it lie, let it go. Ferment it, compost it, Till it in. Let it feed the next heart grown. Renewal. Rebirth. Relove. … Continue reading
Poetry :: Not
My heart is not a peach; don’t plunge your teeth in and let my juices stain your chin. My heart is not a steak; to be sliced into pieces easily chewed. My heart is not for you; don’t think to … Continue reading
Pump ~ A #Hearteater Podcast
This following is a piece written expressly to be listened to. The story is included so as to allow you to read along if you wish, but do take the time to listen to the piece. Pump – click to … Continue reading
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Sacrificial Half
They don’t write love songs from the leaver’s side of things, I once heard said. That line kept running through my mind as I stood in the door, telling him I was leaving. His face froze in lines of shock, … Continue reading
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Sewn
I walked around with holes in my heart, feeling my being leak from gashes left by your teeth. You said you didn’t want it when we met, didn’t expect it, wouldn’t seek it. And yet you still snacked on it … Continue reading
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A Desperate Solution
“So you’re sure you want to do this,” he asked, watching me lay out sliver after sliver of gleaming metal. I nodded, silent, lip caught between my teeth in concentration. ”There’s no going back,” he warned. I knew he was … Continue reading
The Taste of It
What does it taste like, your heart? Is it as sweet as your smile? Or perhaps it’s more complex, like a fine wine, bearing hints of every one who’s touched it, of every heart you’ve consumed with your passion. Vanilla … Continue reading
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The Color of His Heart
Becca saw people different from anyone else. The world around her shifted and throbbed in a multicolored heartbeat. Her mother said Becca’s grandmother had been the same way; a gift that popped up sporadically along the matrilineal line. A curse. … Continue reading
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Poem ~ Your Wall
The wall of your disregard I stained with my blood; throwing my heart against it, determined you would feel me, feed on my offering. Until the silence taught me to sit and bask in the sun, back against your passive warmth, … Continue reading
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You ate my heart
“Giving me your heart will erase all my doubts, love” you whispered that night as cum and sweat and blood cooled. Dark, feral eyes stared, the beast reaching out to consume me with lust’s vicious bite. And I gave and … Continue reading
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