from the introduction to emily wilsons translation of the iliad
Claire Keane
Cosimo Galluzzi

pixel skylines
One Nice Bug Per Day
occasionally subtle
The Bowery Presents
Not today Justin
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Origami Around
official daine visual archive

Kiana Khansmith
ojovivo
noise dept.
Misplaced Lens Cap

shark vs the universe
Cosmic Funnies
almost home

blake kathryn
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
taylor price
seen from Netherlands
seen from Germany
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from Ecuador
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from Argentina
seen from France
seen from United States

seen from Brazil
seen from Brazil
seen from South Korea
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
@beletriste
from the introduction to emily wilsons translation of the iliad
I think about this poem more than I should.
Ada Limón, The Carrying.
“I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”
Anaïs Nin, from nearer the moon: the previously unpublished unexpurgated diary,1937-1939
Li-Young Lee, from I Loved You Before I Was Born, The Undressing: Poems
— Sylvia Plath, "The Bell Jar"
— Marie Howe, from “The Addict”
Virginia Woolf, Night and Day/Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath/C.J. Hauser, The Crane Wife: A Memoir in Essays/ Richard Siken, War of the Foxes
repeating this like a mantra 🧘🏾♀️
go watch Barbie
“I like shots of hands. Anyone who saw Pride and Prejudice will recognize my slight interest for hands.” - Joe Wright
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE dir. Joe Wright
Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest — thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the underwood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated.
Beau Taplin
Kate Chopin, from The Awakening
Most experiences are unsayable; they become real to us in a space no word has entered.
Rainer Maria Rilke, from Letters to a Young Poet (tr. Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)
But I still don't know how to hold your hand without reading the ugliness of my own, But I can't contain my soul from enveloping yours !
Web weaving about holding hands an emotion
{quotes:Mary Ruefle/uk/Francis Forever Song by Mitski/The Hand Has Twenty-Seven Bones by Natalie Diaz/Hélène Cixous, from “Olivier De Serres- A Single Passion Two Witnesses,” Love Itself: In the Letter Box (Polity Press, 2008) /uk /Saadi Youssef, from ‘Solos on the Oud’, Without an Alphabet, Without a Face: Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa) /fatima aamer bilal, from her garden yearns more for visitors than water. }
:3 feels happier than :) But not as genuine as :]
:3 is my favorite. Full of deceit and silliness. The jester’s face. The culmination of all that’s chaotic and ever changing.
:) can be ominous, if it’s alone or accompanied by odd context! But sometimes, it’s yer friendly ol smile. :] is a friendly face. That is a friend. Look at it. What harm could it possibly do?
:3!!!
You have the secret knowledge my friend
The little guys are here… the littlest of smiles… like being handed a flower on a nice day…
Like this almost
You understand the treasures!
Sue zhao/Ryan O'Connell