Yellow
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By River and Celia in Underland Published about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Celia snap thing
Talentless tales.
Shallow mediocrity
Neon. Bored to death.
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Your yellow facade.
Jaundice of patriarchy
Thinking you're not one.
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Of them.
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You're the soul ally.
But you're the epitome.
Of your privilege.
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Sorry we're not titillating
Enough.
For you.
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Or not
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Comments (9)
I can feel the anger and bitterness radiating off of this. It’s interesting how you tie the color yellow—the color of cowardice—to false progress and alliance. Well done.
“Neon. bored to death” is such an amazing line Amazing poem, all around. Captures the discomfort and frustration of false progress
Sorry, not sorry.
Ooo. This cuts! I like it! That picture is a great frame for the poem too.
Jaundice of patriarchy, I especially loved that!
oh, has someone pissed you off again? this was eloquent an fiery!
You two are on fire - another stunner. Love the jaundice of patriarchy line.
I loved that! Well written!!!
I like how this flows. <3 My fav line: Your yellow facade. Jaundice of patriarchy Thinking you're not one.