you can feel the poetry rotting in your stomach.

witch, scholar, poet, dreamer, and the rest @hazelmead personal

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Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry dated 23 February 1925, from The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin: 1923–1927

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Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti

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happy spring

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they sent me to find you

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 "Now I know something you don’t", Mt Hope Cemetery, Rochester NY

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