Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Artichokes”
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Cosmic Funnies
Stranger Things
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Kiana Khansmith
styofa doing anything
sheepfilms
Sade Olutola
trying on a metaphor

Andulka
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@disastrous-defiance
Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Artichokes”
initiation song from the finders lodge by Ursula K. Le Guin
Transformations (Barbara Hirschfeld, 1972)
is mine an evil heart?
— Joey de Jesus, from "Ancha (Redux)," published in Roadmap
I’m here to tell you the tide will never stop coming in. I’m here to tell you whatever you build will be ruined, so make it beautiful.
“Spoiler” by Hala Alyan, The New Yorker
Archives from the vintage Palestinian magazine Al-Jadeed (The New), a monthly magazine for progressive national thought and culture established in (1951). 🇵🇸🕊️🍉
Source: the Palestinian Museum / the Digital Archive
The Ama (sea women) are a group of japanese divers famous for collecting pearls.
Even in modern times, ama dive without scuba gear or air tanks, making them a traditional sort of free-diver.
these photos are insane omg
Tawanda Mulalu, “All We Got Was Autumn. All We Got Was Winter.” in Please Make Me Pretty, I Don’t Want to Die
Mark Doty, "The Death of Antinoüs"
Persian wool rugs
Elizabeth Bishop, from The Selected Poems of Elizabeth Bishop; "Songs for a Colored Singer,"
— Homer, from “The Iliad.”
Ada Limón, from “Sometimes I Think My Body Leaves a Shape in the Air”, The Carrying: Poems
Jihyun Yun, from Some Are Always Hungry; “Reversal”
[Text ID: “I so want to survive this. Please lead me whole into another season so I may dare begin again.”]
mom said it’s MY turn to lay gently in the cold dark earth
Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson) / @wholeheartedsuggestions / Jenny Slate / Euripides again
the ocean as a metaphor ALWAYS slaps. the ocean as a hungry force that wants to consume you? the ocean as something vast and unknowable, like a god itself? the ocean as freedom and liberation? the ocean as the mysteries of the self? the ocean as love? never fails to get me