Adèle Dominique Emmas

[soracities]

Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch (trans. Gregory Rabassa)

[Text ID: “As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard.”]

[vinter-skugga]

[funeral]

Imogen Cunningham The Dancers, early 1910s

[thelonerforlife]

Julie van der Vaart

[moradadabeleza]

Wiesje Peels

[deathorchid]

“Oda a la necrofilia”

Leonora Carrington photographed by Kati Horna Mexico 1962

[lisboaumretrato]

Eduardo Gageiro, S.Título, Bairro Alto, Lisboa, Portugal, 1967

[cottaegecore]

-Mary Oliver, Worm Moon

[tanyaluca]

“Regardless of my transient joys, I am never free of a feeling of melancholy which somehow forms the base of my heart.”

- Chopin, Quoted in Edward N. Waters, Frederic Chopin (London: Collier-Macmillan, 1963)

[amalights]

[jogoraz]

[mirrorsinner]

[elegyforadream]

[petaltexturedskies]

D.H. Lawrence, A Modern Lover

[shrbrrpxr]

[verytruly-yours]

[weltenwellen]

Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase