“For love I stir the air with all I have, tongue, soft feet, pale weeds of hope. I prick my fingers, crack apart my spine.”
— Tara Bray, from “Householder’s Love Poem” (via weltenwellen)
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“For love I stir the air with all I have, tongue, soft feet, pale weeds of hope. I prick my fingers, crack apart my spine.”
— Tara Bray, from “Householder’s Love Poem” (via weltenwellen)
“The Thinker and the Thought,” 2017 Oil on Paper 8x10in
fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this
It Will Continue to Grow Except in That Point, by Giuseppe Penone.
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Detritus - Cindy Rizza , 2022
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