梨園

Rien Mikael / faggot / nor / xxix GRAB AN END , PULL HARD , AND MAKE A WISH

[nnl]

[leatherhaikuplasticvenus]

joan of arc filet lace pattern, 1913

[mymotorcyclediaries]

Joan of Arc's signature taken from her letters.

[cloudswamp]

sentence, eduardo c. corral

[lucy-vanpelts]

7 minutes in heaven in the criterion closet

[apoemaday]

“The Brain -- is wider than the Sky --...”

by Emily Dickinson

The Brain — is wider than the Sky — For — put them side by side — The one the other will contain With ease — and you — beside —

The Brain is deeper than the sea — For — hold them — Blue to Blue — The one the other will absorb — As sponges — Buckets — do —

The Brain is just the weight of God — For — Heft them — Pound for Pound — And they will differ — if they do — As Syllable from Sound —

[bostonpoetryslam]

“The yellow mangoes are ripe & stubborn, won’t fall to the ground. Too much narcissism to leave behind an ugly corpse. So a fruit bat mauls the pale skin. & isn’t that how it always goes. The wicked & their taste for me, when they cannot sleep. I want to tell my mother how I am some boy’s elegant midnight snack, low-calorie, leaving his mouth wet with fructose & decadent color. We watch the bats give birth to more bats & he is every teeth mark that does not love me.”

— Logan February, “The Honest Lie,” published in Underblong

[vieneinpace]

William Etty's Male Nude, with Arms Up-Stretched (1828) revamped by Astra Zero

[draculasdaughter]

The truth of a body appears in its dismembering, in its tearing apart, when the blood bursts out of the skin: the skin, instead of an envelope, becomes a surface to break. The mutilated body reveals its interiority, its depth, the secret of its life. Unity is given only to be broken, releasing the infinitely fragile secret that the soul and the breath, the desire, the passion for the unique and the infinite are the same as the wrenching of the body from itself, the membra disjecta and their very disjection exposed in the raw. In every sense, the soul blows through the body.

— Jean-Luc Nancy, Icon of Fury: Claire Denis’s Trouble Every Day, 2008 (trans. Douglas Morrey)

[scorebug]

height check. how tall are you people in my phone

[granstromjulius]

Paris Bordone

[womancorpse]

"I swear to God I swear at God I won't mention what He does to me I lack nothing I need unless you count everything I want" Thirstiness is Not Equal Division, from Calling a Wolf a Wolf, Kaveh Akbar

[shaeiki]

"During the day, while I was living together with Earthlings, I kept getting hurt all over. However much I pretended to be an ordinary Earthling and made light conversation, during the time I spent with other Earthlings little cuts were being made all over my heart. Every few days, I had to hide in the toilet and cry until I threw up. By the time I went home and got into bed, I was covered in scars inside."

Sayaka Murata, essay on Earthlings (tr. Ginny Tapley Takemori)

[twothousandeight]

1. Roland Barthes, The Pleasure of the Text, trans. Richard Miller

2. George Bataille, Erotism: Death And Sensuality, trans. Mary Dalwood

[pmamtraveller]

German Schandmaske (Mask of Shame) in the shape of a wolf’s head.

[cloudswamp]

a lover’s discourse, roland barthes

[daggerdoggy]

i'm not good at math but i can find god and sex in places you've never dreamed of