all of a sudden

[weltenwellen]

Mary Oliver, from “Whelks”, The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem

[weltenwellen]

May Sarton, The House by the Sea

[weltenwellen]

Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma

[weltenwellen]

Mary Oliver, from “Whelks”, The Truro Bear and Other Adventures: Poems and Essays

[soracities]

I looked at my mother because I was a version of my mother. I looked away from my mother because I was a version of my mother. I was me, but I was also her—my mother, and I understood this all too well.

— Nora Lange, "Dog Star", pub. The Rupture (#120)

[surqrised]

“I knew he didn’t love me but I adored him anyway.”

— Patti Smith // Just Kids

[surqrised]

“I promise you nothing is as chaotic as it seems. Nothing is worth your health. Nothing is worth poisoning yourself into stress, anxiety and fear.”

— Steve Maraboli

[weltenwellen]

Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001

[weltenwellen]

Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, Rien ne va plus

[weltenwellen]

Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001

[weltenwellen]

Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001

[weltenwellen]

Alex Dimitrov, “Poem Written in a Cab”, Love and Other Poems

[weltenwellen]

Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

[weltenwellen]

May Sarton, The Journals of May Sarton Volume One

[gabbigolightly-deactivated20160]

[flowerytale]

Alex Dimitrov, from “Together and by Ourselves”