vivì

take these sunken eyes and learn to see

[a-berrante]

[omneco]

[lucidloving]

Mahmoud Darwish, In the Presence of Absence // Ada Limón, "Lies About Sea Creatures" // Sherita Walker // @itsbaditsgood // Richard Siken, "I Had a Dream About You" // Richard Siken, "You Are Jeff" (8) // Richard Siken, "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out" // @_demarmol on Instagram // Anne Sexton, "The Touch"

[metamorphesque]

musings on touch

margaret atwood, natalie diaz, ocean vuong, susan sontag, anne carson, marya hornbacher, mary oliver

[a-berrante]

"come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. for my yoke is easy, and my burden is light."

matthew 11: 28-30.

[a-berrante]

madeline miller, "the song of achilles" // andré aciman, "call me by your name"

[halfsavages-deactivated20200621]

– FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY, The Brothers Karamazov.

[a-berrante]

james baldwin, "if beale street could talk" & "giovanni's room"

[a-berrante]

richard siken, "war of the foxes" & "crush"

[a-berrante]

"brokeback mountain", annie prolux

[a-berrante]

james baldwin, "giovanni's room" // richard siken, "crush"

[typewriter-worries]

The Roses of Heliogabalus, Lawrence Alma-Tadema | Still Life of Flowers in Interior, Georges Jeannin | Still Life of Flowers in a Basket, Jean-Baptiste Monnoyer | Santa Rosa of Lima, by Carlo Dolci | A Street Flower Seller, Augustus Edwin Mulready

[hellhoundteeth]

The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoevsky

[raeiyyn]

thinking about this excerpt from giovanni's room as i lay in bed staring at the ceiling endlessly

[karinyosa]

love him. love him and let him love you. do you think anything else under heaven really matters? and how long, at the best, can it last? since you are both men and have everywhere else to go? only five minutes, only five minutes, and most of that helas! in the dark. and if you think of them as dirty then they will be dirty—they will be dirty because you will be giving nothing, you will be despising your flesh and his. but you can make your time together anything but dirty; you can give each other something which will make both of you better—forever—if you will not be ashamed, if you will only not play it safe...you play it safe long enough...and you'll end up trapped in your own dirty body, forever and forever and forever—like me.

james baldwin, giovanni's room

[petitworld]

by Cortney

[momgenes-deactivated20130424]

My emotional spectrum ranges from industrial noise to Dostoyevsky monologue