Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Cutting Odette’s Fingernails”
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Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Cutting Odette’s Fingernails”
Daphne du Maurier, from The Parasites
i want to live in the peaceful feeling you get underwater where everything sounds softer and the lights are all tinged blue and the world feels silky and light and surreal
Girl help I’m living in anti intellectual times
i am aware of the problems. however. i would rather be comfy in my bed. good night.
The hottest thing you can write is horrible people doing horrible things to each other out of love
kya zamana tha ke hum roz mila karte thay
raat bhar chaand ke humrah phira karty thay
jahan tanhayian sar phorh ke so jati hain
in makanon main ajab log raha karte thay
kardia aj zamane ne inhain bhi majbur
kabhi ye log mere dil ki dawa karte thay
dekh kar jo humain chup chap guzar jata hai
kabhi is shakhs ko hum pyaar kia karte thay
itafaqat-e-zamana bhi ajab hain Nasir
aj wo dekh rahy hain jo suna karte thay
-Nasir Kazmi
ALLOW THE FROST TO KILL THE THINGS THAT MUST DIE. SEASONS PIVOT AND SHIFT AND YET YOU ARE ALIVE
there is no justice in this world for girls who don’t want to get up but have to
Fuck all love letters except whatever Cardan Greenbriar had going on when he wrote “my heart is buried with you in the strange soil of the mortal world, as it was drowned with you in the cold waters of the undersea. it was yours before i could admit it, and yours it shall ever remain”
My favorite conspiracy theory is that everything is going to be ok
does anyone want to spend eight hours in my room with me we can get married afterwards
does anyone want to listen to my favorite albums and show me their favorite albums and dance and write poetry in my notebooks and dress up and play chess with me and do my nails and scream and watch a movie and lay on top of me and make a blood pact and be girl best friends
Hari Alluri, from “Ancestral Memory”, After Kwame Dawes
Georg Janny (1864–1935)
Night in the summer
“I realise now that I wanted to disappear. To get so lost that nobody ever found me. To go so far away that I'd never be able to make my way home again. But I have no idea why.” ― Jessica Warman, Between
the whole point of life is just knowing a bunch of weird stuff and being kinda flirty