i roll the windows down

and then begin to breathe in. jp. 29.

[betweenstarsandsatellites]

[weltenwellen]

Andrea Gibson, "DEPRESSION [VERB]", Lord of the Butterflies

[jaeausten]

If we assume man has been corrupted by an artificial civilisation, what is the natural state? The state of nature from which he has been removed? Imagine, wandering up and down the forest without industry, without speech, and without home.

[paper-wounds]

[paper-wounds]

[paper-wounds]

[infantisimo]

the will is weak the flesh also is weak and me i am not doing too good either

[feral-ballad]

Tawanda Mulalu, from Please Make Me Pretty, I Don't Want to Die: Poems; “Good Long Poem”

[savoureuxx]

"The Resemblance Between Your Life and a Dog" by Robert Bly

[feral-ballad]

Cecilia Woloch, from Carpathia; “Really, I Couldn’t Say When My Kisses Got Closer To Your Mouth”

[ronandreams]

erin lecount, sweet fruit

[metamorphesque]

“i am running into a new year” by Lucille Clifton

[metamorphesque]

Van Gogh’s flowers: Still Life Vase with Twelve Sunflowers, A Vase of Roses, Still Life with Irises

[metamorphesque]

"Nature Morte.", Joseph Brodsky (tr George L. Kline)

[buttonpoetry]

monarchs are the communication medium for when i die by Phil SaintDenisSanchez , from their book before & after our bodies.

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice’.

[weltenwellen]

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

[typewriter-worries]

[ Text ID: Over and over, the answer is the same, isn't it? Love, love, love. The salve and the cure. In order to become a better person, I had to do something utterly unintuitive. I had to reject the idea that punishing myself would solve the problem. I had to find the love. ]