have you ever seen blood in the moonlight

AJ/22/bands/tv/film/art/aesthetic/ (runs on queue)

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Nelly Sachs, from “The Seeker.”

[llovelymoonn]

on november

nina maclaughlin the paris review: "on the first of november, the ghosts arrive" \\ emily dickinson in a letter to elizabeth holland (early nov, 1865) (via @flowerytale) \\ anna akhmatova rosary \\ philip jenks colony collapse metaphor: "november" \\ robert frost the complete poems: "my november guest" \\ ellis nightingale (@ellisnightingale) \\ @honeytuesday \\ nina maclaughlin the paris review: "the dark feels different in november" \\ l.m. montgomery anne of green gables \\ maggie stiefvater the scorpio races (via @metamorphesque) \\ sylvia plath the unabridged journals of sylvia plath (via @louisegluck)

kofi

[dionyrtal]

"October" by Dion Anja, from Motion Sickness

You can buy Motion Sickness now!

[firstfullmoon]

“It’s like autumn arriving. You expect nothing from its arrival. You expect everything.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik, from ‘Extracting the Stone of Madness’, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972 (trans. Yvette Siegert)

[metamorphesque]

— Friedrich Nietzsche  

[septemberkisses]

"Well, of course I've tried lavender. And pulling my memory out, ribbonlike and dripping. And shrieking into my pillow. And writing the poems. And making more friends. And baking warm brown cookies. And therapy. And intimacy. And pictures of rainbows. And all of the movies about lovers and the terrible things they do to each other. And watching the ones in other languages. And leaving the subtitles off. And listening to the language. And forgetting my name. And feeling the dirt on my skin. And screaming in the shower. And changing my shampoo. And living alone. And cutting my hair. And buying a turtle. And petting the cat. And traveling. And writing more poems. And touching a different body. And digging a grave. And digging a grave. Of course, I've tried it. Of course I have."

— september is a weary month, yasmin belkhyr

[metamorphesque]

Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light, Richard Siken

[text ID: Lovers / do the looking while the strangers look away. It isn’t / fair, the depth of my looking, / the threat of my / looking.]

[wallacepolsom]

Wallace Polsom, Some General Questions (2017), paper collage, 10.6 x 23.9 cm.

[aridante]

Richard Siken, excerpts from “Hansel” in Brothers & Beasts: An Anthology of Men on Fairy Tales

[amygdalae]

They should invent a world that doesn't hurt me

[heavensghost]

[demiiwhiffin]

:-/

[sosuperawesome]

Michele Poirier Mozzone on Instagram

[geryone]

Pink, Sylvie Baumgartel

[haleyincarnate]

I have found so much of my worthiness in growth, in healing. 

[theedorksinlove]

2x13 // 3x13

this is all i ever wanted for you, will.

[lifeinpoetry]

violence is its own mother. mother breast feeds fists. violence is a girl backed up against herself   everything about her   ghost   everything   bed.

when I leave home, it follows me.

— Joelle Taylor, from "the Unbelong," C+nto