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Remnants of Victoria

‘I do not feel a stranger…as it is for the vivid colour and movement of its densely packed life and for the beauty of its scenery…’

Queen Elizabeth II, 1975

Two, three years ago, you said,

‘The source of life will move in cycles’,

with the map of the whole world in your grasp

island away from the Harbour.

On your tongue, I said

that ‘Here, like now, there’s nothing special’,

compared to the meanders of yours

all belonging to the same source.

She changed. Far from what it belongs.

You would know. I never saw.

Near the rivers of foreign castles, I lie

with my tongue tied, with statues of strange saints,

the taste of white chalk clung with the winds of cold rain

once dwelled and rose from the Pacific.

You belong me, she says.

I can taste it all. Perhaps I can taste it all.

A time ago before I got to the sea

the drops of the green ferries

once trampled by Queens

drumming canons over burnt poppies

came back to your river, to my cup,

put onto my platter, a poster, a street, a shoulder, bus stop.

You claim her kaleidoscope lights. I paint her

Bright yellow, Glory, Smoke of the Dead.

You named her first, how it slips from my tongue,

how the People amended it with their words.

The water fills both my cups nicely.

I emptied my story, gulped tea, cycles buried

under feigned glamour and Blood Stars, eating up my land.

How would I know when it comes back to me?

How shall I see what all they have seen?

This is cage, the People sing.

Dwelling old rulers, entering new harbours.

They are drifting. I’m just watching.

All that remains now is the rain. Here, you lie, she says.

I lie nowhere now. A glitch. A nobody,

pining away the century waters that ripped

apart two dreams.

Lo que pasó después ya no lo recuerdo

Tal vez me desperté o me quedé dormido

Y en mis sueños grandes praderas

Y tus manos entrelazadas en las mías

Corrimos y luego, corrimos y luego

Y entonces la atmósfera se aclaró

Y dije que sí de nuevo

Sí

hi guys i’m in indonesia i love it here

since out of all the western features i could’ve inherit from the French side of the family, i received the weak ass taste buds so my only complaint here is every time i eat the food with some form of spice to it i start chugging down the whole litre of water and nuking the shit out of the toilet. But otherwise everything here is nice, sorry for the lack of posts just came to say this lol

Una notte a Napoli~

@aphfrainweek

Frain week 2023 day 4 - seafolks & mermaids

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It's not an ask, but I'd like to say that I was really happy to see you drew Brazil! She's so pretty and all the details you put, amazing. Greetings from Brazil :)

hii!! thank you very much for this, i’m glad the drawing made you happy 🩷i’ve always wanted to visit Brazil and i love the traditional culture there, i’ll probably draw more of my Brazil OC soon since it seems like quite a lot of people likes it

have a nice day~

since you mentioned you like hongice and asakiku, have you ever drawn them?

i have a really long time ago but i didn’t post it on tumblr 😭 you can find it on my insta tho!

I’m just gonna repost some stuff I posted on Instagram here until I draw something new