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dionysus, d4 / fin Aug 23, 2021 16:06:29 GMT -5

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"Addiction is tricky. For example: a man who quit smoking for 11 years spent 15 seconds in an elevator with a man smoking a cigarette. He gave in. What I'm trying to say is I think I love you again."
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dionysus y. vicario
eighteen,
of the rain

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dionysus, d4 / fin Aug 23, 2021 17:04:17 GMT -5

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in the orchards,

bumblebees tumbled over begonias, and fruits dripped ripe with rainwater. Childhood was spent lying in his family gardens, in the haze of a salted sun, orange and heavy with the air of the sea. Those were long summers then. His brothers were away in the cool, metal organs of their distilleries, and he was here alone.

He remembers having a sister, a long time ago, a baby dressed in peach pink and a casket too big to hold her.

He watches the blue coil of ivy cast shadows on his arms.

In the winery, the grapes looked like jewels in the sun, spring green Chardonnay, ruby Pinot Gris, indigo Merlot, spilling forth from the vines. He'd get lost in the rows of the farms, stealing fruit from the baskets of harvesters, weaving bracelets from leaves. His nanny would find him, slap his hand gently, and scold him.

He remembers cupping frogs in his palms and pulling thorns from his knees. His tutor read him books in the library; his father insisted he learn how to play the violin.

They had family dinners once a week, and he remembers the lacquered oak table beneath his plate, gold bleeding in the grooves. His father and brothers spoke in the vernacular of businessmen. His mother was always absent then.

Mornings, he had breakfast by himself, out on the patio in the gardens. He watched the bumblebees, the dragonflies, the sparrows. He helped the gardener grow tulips, trim the topiary into fanciful shapes.

Childhood was a memory that tasted of over ripened apricots.

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dionysus, d4 / fin Aug 23, 2021 17:57:16 GMT -5

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When I light a cigarette, the nicotine salts blaze like the sun – it burns orange – the street's illuminated in a fiery burst – I don't feel invincible. I feel very, very mortal. Althaea throws up in some bushes and that is just tragic. I'm holding her drink for her, because like, I'm a good friend.

The gin has notes of summer, like honeysuckle and hyssop – and when it comes back up, I tell her as she pukes, you can so taste the burning copper of the pot stills. I'd make shit up like this all the time when dad used to have us taste the liquors before I could discern the botanicals. Althaea wipes her mouth on her sleeve and says she wants to go home. I've already sipped my way through her drink, so whatever.

At the next party someone asks who I am, where I'm from. "Oh, Dionysus Yu," my middle name, mother's maiden name. "I live on the coast, west of the Olympic Park," I lie. She loses interest. Why make out with a nobody; a kiss is money, a kiss is power.

I drink, I light a cigarette. I lose the time.

A sun rises when I inhale, and the flowers of my stomach bathe in it, petals following it across the sky.

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dionysus, d4 / fin Aug 23, 2021 23:36:09 GMT -5

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His grandmother was superstitious and had his father's fortune read before his birth by a soothsayer, divining that he was to marry someone off of the mainland, of one of the greater islands of District Four. And it was to be someone born during the vernal equinox, before the rooster had crowed, so that their family could be most prosperous in the future. The marriage of his mother and father would be arranged in their youth.

Now in the dark, in the dew of the grass, Dionysus thinks to himself, he was meant to be long before he was even born.

Silenus first, and then Marsyas, and then himself.

Yu, his mother said, is of the rain.

Early in his childhood, he remembers, his mother sitting with him in the gardens. He remembers her putting a grape in his mouth, and "Balance," she said, "The balance of acidity and sweetness makes good wine. You can learn to taste it." Life was balance and duality. He learned to taste the dying and rising of the earth on his tongue, the pleasure of cool water on a sunny day, the salt of the tides that pushed and pulled on the shore.

Yu meant the rain, and his grandmother had known what fortune it would bring. His mother would remind him during storms, rain was life-giving, rain would bloom flowers and fruit and colour.

He remembers his sister. When he saw her for the first time, she was a bundle of peach in her casket, her skin milky, blue. The sky was gray and weeping that day, puddles formed at his feet in the graveyard, he held his brother's hand in the cold.

His mother would become unwell for a long time afterwards.

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dionysus, d4 / fin Aug 23, 2021 23:55:50 GMT -5

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The lights turn on while I'm out here throwing rocks at Hades' window. Diving into the lilac bushes – not a good move – I part the leaves to watch a backlit Poseidon stand by the door of the Crawley estate, peering into nothingness for a second before heading back in.

I stumble from the foliage, swathed in purples, shedding delicate petals from my skin.

Click,

Hades emerges from his window, bright and burning in the moonlight. He leans on the sill, hair falling over his eyes.

"Stupid," I can see him mouth even in the dark.

A sun lights. And the flowers in my stomach follow him across the sky.

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dionysus, d4 / fin Aug 24, 2021 20:38:39 GMT -5

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They met a long time ago, powerful families flocking together over dinner and discourse. He remembers Marsyas commenting on the Crawley's business once, prodding about the warehouses, the expense of maintaining them. Afterwards, their father pulled his brother aside, sat him down, and slapped him across the face.

Dionysus learned dinner was for the weather, moderate politics, literature, and no questions.

Hades came to him like this, just like the spring. He grew into his life over the years, over these little dinners, and then lunches, and then the moments between: those quiet hours lying in the orchards, walking through the vineyards, talking on the beach at dusk, the golden sands stretched before them like the palm of a sea god.

And like the spring, Hades came, so slowly yet relentlessly, until he could no longer remember himself without this skin of flora entangled with his bones, his blood, his whole being. Every look now, he can feel his breath caught in the roots, every touch, his veins bleed petals.

He isn't sure when it first started.

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dionysus, d4 / fin Aug 25, 2021 0:55:03 GMT -5

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When I see Hades, I feel like I could die, and that's all I need to know.

And –

the last time, I remember I felt good, I felt great, I felt like god and walked across the whole damn District, penned the greatest comedy of this generation on my way in my head, stole tulips from a flower store and threw them into the streets of people. Dad collected me from two peacekeepers and sent me to the hospital where I contemplated my existence with the nurses, chattered away to the doctors with a fisheye view of the world – I remember it like a dream.

Our trees are splattering in the grass, dropping juice-filled fruits, soft and tender and spoiling. I felt like this, afterwards, when I woke up from playing divine. Picking an apricot from the branch, the stitch on my wrist shines.

My brother finds me lying in the garden in the night, his fury burns like a little candle. Are you sick again? He asks me. I'm not allowed to drink, but I'm drunk. I'm not allowed to smoke, but I am.

Sometimes I wonder when I'm really ever myself.

I touch my face where the lilac bush cut me open, my fingerprints becoming red. "I feel mortal," I tell him, "I feel mortal." Marsyas goes into the house, looking for antiseptic.

I watch the ivies make shadows on my arms. I reminisce about it; I think about Hades. I bite into the apricot, and it spills its flesh, too soft in my hands to hold onto.

My memories taste like this.

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fox Graphics 1,363 POSTS Pronouns: she/her last seen Apr 25, 2024 12:23:42 GMT -5 but a butt ?	dionysus, d4 / fin Aug 25, 2021 9:47:06 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by fox on Aug 25, 2021 9:47:06 GMT -5 his fav character in the hello kitty cinematic universe would be kuromi

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