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reverse of this meme as requested by anonymous.

In America


*I wasn’t planning on posting this poem until it was published in the upcoming collection "Best Poems of WOWPS" that it was selected for - but in light of the recent Steubenville verdict and CNN coverage, I could not stay silent.*

The first hitchhiker
I ever picked up
I dropped off in the wrong place.
We were both backpackers –
young, dirty, and foreign.
I was so excited to help,
I didn’t even realize my mistake
until I was too far
to turn around.
I’d left him on a busy overpass –
gray eyes and tired hands
to search for another way out.
The first time I hitchhiked
I kept my three inch knife
clutched in a fist
inside my bag the whole time.
They were the only ones who stopped:
thick set country boys,
dogs barking in the bed
of their black pick up truck.
I was suddenly so grateful
for my baggy clothes –
my unwashed hair –
their harmless questions –
but I never shook the doubt in my gut –
and I didn’t look back when I finally got out.
You could not pay me enough money
to hitchhike in America.
In America, no one looks at you
and everyone stares.
In America, fear is a gender
I am too familiar with.
In America, the street is a river
and all of the men are drowning.
All of the men need you to save them.
All of the men need you.
All of the men have been raised to believe
women are supposed to fuck them.
All of the men expect you to fuck them.
In America, she was asking for it.
In America, I walk with my keys shoved between my knuckles.
All of my retorts burn in the wildfire of my throat.
My eyes are sidewalks.
My body: a used noose.
Every voice is a corner –
a dog fight –
a humiliation.
America says, “That poor girl in India –
only in the Third World –
how could six men rape her
and no one do anything?”
In America, I walk down the street
and a boy leans out of his car
to scream “Yo Slut! Pull down your hood!”
In America, I am with my boyfriend
when a man hisses in my ear
“Hey sexy”
so that he and I have a secret.
So that he and I are he and I.
So that I will flinch when the next man
stares for too long.
In America, a man pretended to masturbate on me
during a poetry show
because I was too much talk
and not enough take.
Because my mouth was a siren –
A hive –
Because no one called him
a misogynist after the show but me.
In America, we are taught
to scream the word “FIRE”
if being assaulted because no one
will help us if we yell “RAPE.”
In America, six members
of the high school football team
can show photos of the girl
they pissed on
and raped
and no one will do anything.
Their male authority figures will condone it.
Rape is an American Past Time: A National Sport.
In America, she shouldn’t have gotten so sloppy.
In America, boys will be boys.
In America, twenty two elected Senators can oppose
The Violence Against Women Act.
In America, when you type the word “rape”
into Google the first option to pop up
In America, my body belongs
to the first person who demeaned it:
the boy who broke up with me
because I wouldn’t have sex with him.
The one who taught me to find something
to burn. To mold. To shrink. To hate –
My worth stolen like a bicycle in the night –
a yellow blur in the dark.
In America, I am always searching
for another way out.
In America, I am always on fire.
I am always on fire.
© Carrie Rudzinski 2013

hallofthesoothsayer asked: "You don't have to pretend that you didn't notice me."




The young queen turned

violet eyes upon the stranger,

looking her over with great interest.

            —— "Pretend? What makes you think that I was pretending?” she shot back. “There were many here at court today. One cannot expect me to possibly notice them all especially when some choose to stay amongst the shadows, unseen and unheard.”

"My apologies, Your Grace. I meant no offence- I assumed you were aware of my presence. I shall not presume so much again."


—— “I am not so powerful that mine eyes see and hear {everything}. They should, for a queen must have eyes and ears everywhere if she wishes to stay on top of the game and yet you will find that I am sorely |l a c k i n g| in some areas.” She paused, motioning for the young woman to come closer. “Ignore the dragon. No harm will come to you unless you provoke them. I’ll have your name now milady.”


"Yet you seem wise for one who claims to lack little birds singing in her ear- you see much more than most."She moves forward a few paces, curiously examining the scaly creatures.My name is Seleyna, Your Grace."


Dance With the Devil || Hallofthesoothsayer







"That’s even better." Dany smiled. "I’ll take you out to dinner then? My treat."

"…As long as it involves noodles," Seleyna laughed, "Then I’m all over it." She thought for a moment. "Does six…

"Not at all. I can afford to splurge a little every now and then." Dany smiled. "I’ll see you later then."

{1:01 A.M.}

{Pain. That’s all that she can register. Blinding, screaming pain, and devastating fear. She can’t tell who or what is hurting her- it’s as if a dark cloud obscures every distinction. All that is left is agony in what should be her limbs, except they aren’t there. She can’t see. She can’t hear. She can’t even scream out loud. She is trapped, trapped in a nothingness with the pain. And a vague image- she recognizes the woman her mind conjures up, before she loses it. Daenerys? It cannot be. How? Why does she see her face?}

{1:03 A.M.}

{The pain is fading. She cannot see the light now; all is fading to blackness. She can’t remember- what can’t she remember. A nagging feeling, as if she has just witnessed and forgotten something important. A vanishing sense of unease, discomfort- something about Dany, she is sure. But she can’t place it.

She slips into deeper, more peaceful dreams, unaware of her memory}

Hopefully her memory wouldn’t return to her. For now at least. She sighed heavily standing still for a moment. “Psht. How can one human cloud my Judgement like this.” Dany hissed under her breath, pacing the room. Now she was going to dinner with one… She promised to anyway… That’s what demons did right? Kept their promises.

Dany decided to call her an hour before it was time for their table to be ready. Hoping she was ready and on her way to her house.

Seleyna yawned for the umpteenth time on the train, rubbing her eyes yet again. She had not slept well the night before, and it showed. Of all the times to sleep badly, it has to be the night before I have a date, she thought grumpily. She stared out the window, attempting to pull herself together. Although she could not remember her dreams, she had been left with a vague sense of unease.

She was distracted from her thoughts when her phone suddenly rang. “HI Dany! How are you?” She asked, trying to sound less tired than she actually was.

send me a ✄ for my character’s reaction to yours walking in on them in the middle of killing someone.

There was a slight pause as Seleyna studied the information. A simple concept, really, yet she had never assumed it would be applied to her. After all, her father had made it quite clear that whoever received the hand of his daughter would need be capable of matching her equally. Few had come close enough to that task to give her more than a fleeting amusement. 

Much she had heard of her intended, although they had met but once. A skilled warrior and loyal friend was he, although sometimes taciturn and proud. Ever willing to walk among the trees of the forest and debate the accomplishments of ages past- along with the finer points of grammyre and poetry. No less would she have expected of him, for the son of the woodland king would have been remiss if he had not chosen to grasp all learning handed to him. 

A faint upward twitch of the lips, the merest indication that such information had been received well.

"It is most fortunate, then, that we are of like temperament. I look forward to developing our acquaintance."

Send me a + for my muse’s reaction to learning that they’ve been put into an arranged marriage with yours.

Send me a + for my muse’s reaction to learning that they’ve been put into an arranged marriage with yours.


                                      Do not
                                                 I can UNLEASH

List of Drabble Prompts

  1. Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason
  2. Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave
  3. Dream: My character will have a dream about your character
  4. Nightmare: One of our characters will have a nightmare.
  5. Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.
  6. Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.
  7. Comfort Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character comforting yours- vise versa.
  8. Dominate Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character dominating yours. Or vise versa.
  9. Embarrass Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saying or doing something embarrassing to himself or to your character.
  10. Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer
  11. Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.
  12. Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.
  13. Surprise Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character surprising yours. Vise versa.
  14. Save Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character saving yours or vise versa.
  15. Shoot Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character shooting yours or vise versa.
  16. Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa.
  17. Take me: My muse will kidnap your muse.
  18. Meet Me: My character is meeting yours either for the first time or just causally.
  19. Slap me: my character will slap yours. In the sexual manner, or of anger. specify.
  20. Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.
  21. Sleep: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night, or vise versa. Specify.
  22. Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.
  23. Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify.
  24. Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours.
  25. Jealousy: My character gets jealous over yours.
  26. Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.
  27. Kill: I’ll write a angst drabble of my character violently killing yours.
  28. Love: I’ll write a drabble of my character admitting they love yours.



my character doesn’t just need lovers

They need enemies that break them and force them to test their morals

They need friends that will backstab them and hurt their feelings

They need an enemy that will become a friend

They need friends that they would lay down their life for

They need people so close to them that they might as well be siblings

They need fights and conflict and battles that could leave them broken and inches from death

My character does not just need lovers

They need a mentor who teaches them with harsh lessons and wise words. 

A puppeteer to take them under their wing and manipulate them.

Someone to inspire, and teach their views. 

A rival; who measures up to them in every way. Who they can not ever defeat but never lose to either. 

A mother, a father, a sister, a son —- Family. Family they love, family they grew estranged from, family who have caused the cracks in their soul. 

A mother in law who thinks they don’t measure up. 

They need a pet to keep safe.

They need to be a pet.

They need lovers who were only ever using them. 

                 All kinds of relationships are valuable.
                 All kinds of relasionships are worth risking your life for.
                 All kinds of relasionships can ruin you.  




If you are afraid to talk to me because you are under the impression I’m too cool for you, please don’t be.

Not only are preventing yourself from talking to someone who you think is cool you are preventing me from talking to a cool person and making friends and I like friends.

If you are reading this, this is a personal invitation to talk to me. You don’t have to be witty or clever. Just say Hi. literally that’s all you have to say.



i really like the idea of a fantasy setting but in modern times. elves on smart phones and taking pictures for their instagram. dwarves getting into console wars and calling each other casual gamers. mages casting dangerous spells for the vine. i want it.

"Dude I dunno, necromancy is pretty fucked up." "Do it for the vine."

hallofthesoothsayer asked: "You don't have to pretend that you didn't notice me."


The young queen turned

violet eyes upon the stranger,

looking her over with great interest.

            —— "Pretend? What makes you think that I was pretending?” she shot back. “There were many here at court today. One cannot expect me to possibly notice them all especially when some choose to stay amongst the shadows, unseen and unheard.”

"My apologies, Your Grace. I meant no offence- I assumed you were aware of my presence. I shall not presume so much again."




You’re hearing her thoughts.

► Name ➔ Seleyna Yaelasdaughter
► Will you answer all questions truthfully ➔ I do not lie.
► Are you happy ➔ Define happiness.
► Are you angry? ➔ Quite.
► Are your parents still married ➔ i do not understand the importance you mortals place upon marriage- when one lives forever, it is quite irrelevant.


► Birth Place ➔ Osilon
► Hair Color ➔ Deep brown
► Eye Color ➔ Blue
► Birthday ➔ Midsummer
► Mood ➔ indifferent.

► Gender ➔ Female
► Lefty or Righty ➔ Right handed
► Summer or winter ➔ Summer.
► Morning or afternoon ➔ Morning.


► Are you in love ➔ Yes.
► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔ No.
► Who ended your last relationship ➔  It was never anything more than words.
► Have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ Perhaps.
► Are you afraid of commitments ➔ Yes.
► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ No and I don’t plan to this week.
► Have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ I woould assume so.
► Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔  Does it count if you are responsible for the death of your best friend?


► Love or lust ➔ Why choose?
► Lemonade or iced tea ➔ Iced Tea.
► Cats or Dogs ➔ Cats.
► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ Few best friends.
► Television or internet ➔ I do not understand the question.
► Pepsi or Coke ➔ What is Pepsi?
► Wild night out or romantic night in ➔ Night in.
► Day or night ➔ Night.
► IM or Phone ➔ Why do you insist on asking me questions I do not know the answer to?


► Been caught sneaking out ➔ Once.
► Fallen down/up the stairs ➔ No.
► White water rafted ➔ Is this sailing? I do not understand.
► Finished an entire jawbreaker ➔ Why would I want to break my jaw?
► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ Yes.
► Prank called a store ➔ I am above that.
► Skipped school ➔ Never.
► Wanted to disappear ➔ Of course.


► Smile or eyes ➔ Both
► Light or dark hair ➔ Both.
► Fat or skinny ➔ Healthy.
► Shorter or Taller ➔ I must confess, I prefer someone close to my height. I am, after all, rather tall.
► Intelligence or Attraction ➔ Intelligence.
Hook-up or Relationship ➔ What?
► Funny and poor OR rich and serious ➔ Money is no objective of mine. I prefer mutual attraction.


► Do you and your family get along  ➔ Typically.
► Would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ Other than the fact that my dragon is dead——It’s perfectly fine.
► Have you ever ran away from home ➔ No.
► Have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ No.
► If so, how long—> 


► Last person you hung out with ➔ Myself.
► Last thing you ate ➔ Seedcakes.
► Last thing you drank ➔ Water.
Last place you were —> I don’t know?