extract from a story i’ll never write – blackbirds in my lungs.

blackbirds in my lungs.

here's what your boy's up to: making this blog primary operations base or whatever, which involves moving all the lit i've written from various places on the internet and depositing them here & in the same vein, establishing a proper poetry archive, so that if you like my work, it's all in one place. this site is still somewhat under construction in some ways, and in other ways is absolutely good to go. hope you enjoy your visit / like my writing / have a nice day / i don't know: what do you want?

why don’t people like rhyming poems? here are 2 halves of one rhyming poem about why you should stay alive. chin up, squadron! we’ve got this.

i have 3 second interludes where i think we’re in love. i spend the other 23 hours, 59 minutes and 57 seconds knowing that’s implausible. knowing that love is too pretty a word for whatever this is.

SHRUG EMOJI BY PANSYDIV (me, on dA.) read the whole piece here!

hi! i’m divya and i’m giving this thing a shot. i was a-girl-named-divine in 2016, antigoneblue in 2017, ivymouth in 2018. all works here are original & written by me, unless mentioned otherwise. all rights reserved & all that. please don’t repost my work on other websites without my permission.

they/them, 21

other internet nooks & crannies include: pansydiv on deviantART, antigoneblue on tumblr, divwhine on twitter, pansydiv on payhip, antigoneblue on bandcamp, ivymouth on instagram.

yeah, i’m all over the place, but sometimes that’s just how it is. work is still being archived on here, along with occasional new work that will be featured here. i’m easiest to reach on twitter, if you want to talk to me (i’m not on most other places that often, really.) cheers!