k to be lost

[phlegmaphoto]

[metamorphesque]

— I Loved You by Alexander Pushkin (translated by A.Z. Foreman)

[paleolithic-art]

Frieze of the Small Horses, Axial Gallery, Lascaux cave

Magdalenian, 15,500 ybp

[largishcat]

*at a family gathering* you’re all like coworkers to me

[ifacethewinditsoundslikegod]

you are only alowed in my room if u love me

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[m-elloncollie]

bobo stretch (2006)

[mona-l1sa]

[rollmouse]

[154xxx]

me showing up to digging a hole in the forest like

[coquette-club]

[coquette-club]

Little Fairy Opera Cakes

[cairina-photography]

Australian Ringneck

Perth, Western Australia, 2023

[todaysbird]

[driflloon]

blugirl fw05

[154xxx]

At Twenty-Eight

It seems I get by on more luck than sense,

not the kind brought on by knuckle to wood,

breath on dice, or pennies found in the mud.

I shimmy and slip by on pure fool chance.

At turns charmed and cursed, a girl knows romance

as coffee, red wine, and books; solitude

she counts as daylight virtue and muted

evenings, the inventory of absence.

But this is no sorry spinster story,

just the way days string together a life.

Sometimes I eat soup right out of the pan.

Sometimes I don’t care if I will marry.

I dance in my kitchen on Friday nights,

singing like only a lucky girl can.

BY AMY FLEURY

I found this today when searching for birthday poems for a friend and it's exactly this sentiment I feel has slipped from me. 2026 so far feels like having to let go of a big part of myself; my 20s are really, really behind me. 2016 is 10 years ago. And I remember everything is as urgent now as it was then.

[lamignonette]

[154xxx]

to some day live in nature and be content and peaceful with a lovely person by my side, and bunnies, yes, bunnies

[sacred-portal]