Mouthful of Forevers
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just sign it, hyung,” says jeongguk, and beams when yoongi does. “good. now you have to show up when i summon you. every first snow.” you’ll be fine, jimin-hyung,” says jeongguk, still giggling before jimin suddenly pulls him to a stop in the middle of the street. jeongguk halts at his side, eyebrows furrowed before jimin nods further down the street and murmurs, “and who is that?”
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of course. but there’s nothing i can do about it. humans die, guk-ah. that’s the point. my punishment is to deal with that, to feel the pain of loss over and over until i understand it at its very core.” he shrugs, like it’s not a big deal. “i try not to think about it. my caretaker now—taehyung—is young, like you. i’ll have him for a very long time, so i’m grateful.” he doesn’t, in the end—and he stomps around his apartment for two days waiting for yoongi to randomly show up so that he can give the man a piece of his mind, but it doesn’t happen. Dmitriy Samohin from Odessa, Ukraine seems to literally paint on skin with ink and needles.… Janet Carrhe finds yoongi near a fountain beside the hotel, sitting at a little table with a book. jeongguk calls his name, waiting to get yoongi’s attention before he waves with both hands, beaming wide—and it’s strange. it’s strange to think that only two months ago, he was still living a miserable life. now, it’s different. now—it’s happy. because of yoongi. I wonder if anyone has suggestions for non-barfy readings for a vow renewal/anniversary celebration. I’ve been looking and haven’t found anything yet. Next year we celebrate 30 years together!
Mouthful of Forevers by Clementine von Radics
which means—he is the bride. which means he is meant to be with yoongi, meant to love him, meant to help him. which means he can remove the sword and end yoongi’s suffering, whatever that looks like. it means he can fix it. you weren’t even born yet,” says yoongi. “it was—your mother. when she was pregnant with you, she got hit by a car. and she was dying, bleeding out, and she was praying for someone to save her. i heard her. and i stupidly decided to save her.” if you’re up there, mom,” he begins quietly, whispering into the silence and darkness of his tiny kitchen, “i want you to know that it’s a good birthday, even without you. and i want to thank you for looking out for me this past year, even if things didn’t really turn out how i wanted. and—” jeongguk pauses. his mother can’t grant wishes. his mother—might not even be able to hear him, although he knows that spirits are more real than some might believe. he saw his mother as a ghost once, when she’d died.
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Both my fiance and I are young widowers (when I say young, I am in my late twenties and he is in his early thirties, so kind of young). I’ve been on the hunt for how to recognize the two people we still love while loving each other in a new and exciting way. I’m adding these to the list, and if anyone else from the wonderful community has ideas, I would love to listen. Just like her words in the collection’s titular poem, “Mouthful of Forevers”, suggest, von Radics ultimately writes to heal, both herself and others. It’s a collection of broken hearts and spirits that may have no business becoming whole, but which manage to stumble through knitting themselves together nonetheless. And through her words, she helps others do the same.