HeyJaredDevyn Leighton
Writing on love, loss, and finding home in unexpected places. Thank you for being here 🖤
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The land I took from myself (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI carry history in a body that does not announce it paper skin pale enough to make people comfortable pale enough to make them ask how much? as if blood is a measurement as if grief must come with proof as if my ancestors should have left a darker signature on my face the old stories do not ask to be believed they wait in the throat of a grandmother in the hush before snow almost taken but not quite it is strange really to b
Whimsy-Maxxing Is a Scam (opens the original)
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As with most of my favourite things, the internet is once again commercializing and ruining the idea of being whimsical. Somewhere in the last year, whimsical living stopped feeling like a creating a life you want to live in and turned into an Amazon storefront. Recently the “whimsy-maxxing” trend has corrupted my feed, and every other post is people going to buy plastic gem stickers and putting them all over their face and body and coffee cups. Look, if this is something you want to do, I can’t
From Punchline To Propaganda: How to Turn a Coping Mechanism Into a Weapon (opens the original)
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Every few years, someone repackages the same insult about women—that we’re small, silly, and a little bit dumb—and sells it back to us as a personality. Right now it’s a trend of “girl_”. Girl dinner. Girl math. “I’m just a girl” and “I’m just a baby” sound bites. Hot girl walks (™️, somehow). Now, instead of selling us coffee and soup and weight loss pills, it's being used to brainwash young men. Before I dive down the rabbit hole, I want to emphasize that I love a girl dinner, and girl math, a
The greatest threat to my life was myself (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThe greatest threat to my life was myself but not in the way you may think the way in which a bear gnaws at its leg to free it from the trap and a bird stuck in your home flies into a window before dropping to the ground a mouse in glue tearing itself apart to free itself from you the animal is calmest while trapped because escaping is what will tear it apart I was the greatest threat to my life in that I wanted to leave tha
The Muse Jar (opens the original)
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For the tales we tell, the ones we don’t, and the jar that held them all.The Muse Jar exists because of these lovely individuals from Substack who volunteered their stories and ideas for me to make a poem with.This Substack is reader-supported. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.<input class="button primary" type="su
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