MarSan

Mexico

They are leaning out for love and they wil lean that way forever.

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You can find me in Prose.
I decided to enjoy my last few months here :)
If you ever want to talk, my comments and dms are open.

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They/Them

3

MarSan (Mexico) published:

Copper and Gorse (or the one in which I say Goodbye)

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It is 12:49 am where I'm writing from. It's been three or four years, from what I can remember. I write this kilometers away from the room I wrote my first piece in. In approximately nine days, my account will be deleted. 

All I can find myself thinking is, thank you. Often times, writing is a place for solace. Having a place to share this solace is one of the greatest blessings that have ever been wished upon me. I...

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13 days ago

3

MarSan (Mexico) published:

GirlsGirlsGirls

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Whenever I lose myself, whenever my words feel ill-fitted in my mouth and my reflection comes out as a default setting, I think of girls. I think of all the girls I've known. Those I haven't. Those I hopefully will. The mystical muses that will live in my heart as long as the poor son of a bitch beats another day. Those I hope I get to immortalize in words so they live in other hearts as well. 

I think...

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about 1 month ago

MarSan (Mexico) published:

Waking Up.

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it will be morning soon. this is the first time you've lived away from home. it is always close, the golden of the window. the breathing of the street. you thought you knew a thing about solitude until now. you thought you knew yourself until now. there is a language, and a life between you and the world, it seems. in the loneliest, slowest of times, you find love in every bit between sentences. you suck the tender parts of...

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about 2 months ago

5

MarSan (Mexico) published:

Insomnia Tales.

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I haven’t slept before 5 am for the past three months. Every night I say it will be the last and every day I wake up after 3 pm. Sometimes I think it can’t be fixed anymore. It’s a loop, I’ll just come back again. I’ve tried, I’ve tried time and time again. And suddenly it’s too late. Suddenly I’m tucked into bed and all I can think of is how I can’t fall asleep, how I have so much...

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4 months ago

2

MarSan (Mexico) published:

Predisposition for Pain.

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition: 2021

goddamn, do I know the name of love.
and have I basked in the grip of grief.
I’ve dined in between death and horror,
made them both ache for relief.

I’ve adored, praised, begged on my knees.
Sizzled hot and boiled cold.
Cracked and poured remains of truth,
over girls who bared their teeth.

Twist me into your confessional, hard-hearted,
tonight I’m dark wood, incense, your first sin.
I’ll bow my head. I’ll kiss your temples.
Tonight I’m comfort, mercy,...

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5 months ago

MarSan (Mexico) published:

The one in which failure is okay.

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As my time drips over my body, a new night is born. So terribly close to the past, so desperate near the future. I am not bad in these moments. I am not bad with my chest bare. I take her words, offered in self-defense. I cradle them, for she’s my mirror. Failure is okay. It sits foreign in my thoughts. She’s never seen my face, yet I feel safe in her picture. I feel safe when I can’t...

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5 months ago

MarSan (Mexico) started following Tho Nguyen (United States)

5 months ago

8

MarSan (Mexico) published:

about fantasy, heartache and the one i still write for.

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she loves me with the tenderness one has for a particularly tragic attempt,
she leaves me with the certainty that i will break without her
she leans down to kiss me and all i can taste is
“you’re my tortured mind, my bleeding wound, mine to keep”
and i yield, i play the part, i’m hers to break
hers to amend

she does not know that i am all bone and steel
that my tragedy is locked tight inside a...

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6 months ago

2

MarSan (Mexico) published:

Predisposition for Pain.

PROMPT: Poetry and Spoken Word Competition: 2021

There’s no sorrowful night like the one spent on your knees, 
as the one in which you’re forgetting your name
in which you're stitching a new one

no night as deep-buried as the one in which you cry your saint’s names
over and over
even if you suspect they forgot you long ago
gentle hands and whispers caress your face by day
and you weep by night
lungs become ocean
hope hardens into blade 

there’s no place that comforts a face without...

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6 months ago

3

MarSan (Mexico) published:

about fantasy, heartache and the one i still write for.

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she loves me with the tenderness one has for a particularly tragic attempt,
she leaves me with the certainty that i will break without her
she leans down to kiss me and all i can taste is
“you’re my tortured mind, my bleeding wound, mine to keep”
and i yield, i play the part, i’m hers to break
hers to amend

she does not know that i am all bone and steel
that my tragedy is locked tight inside a...

Seeking Peer Reviews

6 months ago