[metamorphesque]

Excuses For Why We Failed At Love by Warsan Shire

[tangynectarine]

Me when i look back and think of all the lame guys i crushed heavy on and made bigger deals out of just because i was bored

[dankmemeuniversity]

[ciyaalsuuqaad]

it feels like it’s been far too long. i don’t stand a chance.

[oaluz]

pdf from here

[yungdonr]

Holding hands while driving is just idk. luv that shit

[oldwinesoul]

"I have enough memories to drink coffee all by myself in a cafe so empty yet so crowded with the ghosts of those who have left but always stayed."

—Mahmoud Darwish

[flowerytale]

Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre (Tuesday, 8 August 1950)

[paulwalcottart]

Afro’s assemble

Art by Paulwalcott

[ciyaalsuuqaad]

another year around the sun ☀️

[garlicdad]

I want a soft kind of love. A best friends kind of love. A "good morning baby, I'll make coffee and meet you in the shower" kind of love. I want lazy Sundays spent in bed and groggy Mondays getting ready for work side by side. I want the kind of love that makes you question if you ever felt love before. I want slow and steady and I want jumping headfirst into anything as long as we're together. The kind of love that feels like home and like a great adventure. I want that love.

[dvinelovealwyz-deactivated20220]

I can’t settle.

[5000letters]

but it really is so important to find people who don’t lose patience with you or get angry if you’re being irrational or insecure or downright ridiculous, it is so so necessary to be treated with gentleness from loved ones and not to be made to feel like you’re irritating or a burden

[dvinelovealwyz-deactivated20220]

Sign

[aye-444]

once you feel unappreciated, leaveeeeeeeeeee

[aidashakur]

[ciyaalsuuqaad]

my best self.

[barcarole]

What are your favorite Arabic poems, if you have any?

These are some of my favorites:

An Ocean Without Shore, Ibn ‘Arabi

Fragment from Al-Buhturi’s Wolf

From the Luzumiyat of al-Ma’arri

From the Diwan of al-Ma’arri

Reality, Rabia al-Basri

Love, Rabia al-Basri

The Enchanter of Dust: Psalm, Adonis

The Wound, Adonis

I Pray Behind My Shadow, Bahija Massri Adelbi

The Spirit Bows to the Will of Love, Munir Mezyed

The Manner of Sand, Mahmood al-Braikan

Exculpation, Khalil Mutran

Revolt Against the Sun, Nazik al-Mala’ika

Myths, Nazik al-Mala’ika

Who am I?, Nazik al-Mala’ika

A Stranger at the Gulf, Badr Shakir al-Sayyab

An Alphabetical Formation, Faraj Bayraqdar

A couple of fragments from Sanieh Salh

Sorrows of the Black City, Muhammad al-Fayturi

Shadows, Wadih Sa’adah

The Strange Grief, al-Shabbi

A Storm in the Dark, al-Shabbi

A Body, Al-Saddiq al-Raddi

Annihilation, Muhammad Afifi Matar

Fragments from ‘Quartet of Joy’, Muhammad Affifi Matar

Mural, Mahmoud Darwish

We Will Choose Sophocles, Mahmoud Darwish 

Clouds, Ounsi el-Hajj

Smoke Bloom, Nadia Anjuman

Boat to Lesbos, Nourri al-Jarrah

Your body is my map, Nizar Qabbani

[walkingintothemoors]

remember when toni morrison wrote the most tender and hopeful meditation on parenting and motherhood

[90svoorhees-deactivated20230616]

Maybe I’m just meant to be alone my whole life