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[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Wild Nights: New & Selected Poems; “The Givens”

[sawasawako]

- lighthousekeeping, jeanette winterson

[iggyfing]

absolutely flabbergasting to see people who have so enthusiastically succumbed to despair. like okay denethor, but some of us are gonna actually face the armies of mordor in battle nonetheless.

[figtreeandvine]

The thing about Denethor is that he not only succumbed to despair, he wanted to ensure that Faramir succumbed with him. Similarly, a lot of people now are not only succumbing to despair, they're actively proselytizing despair, trying to convince others to join them in their hopelessness. Despair is apparently lonely and they want company in their self-immolation.

[knives-in-the-dishwater]

btw denethor succumbed to despair bc he was doomscrolling on the palantir. Sauron tweaked his algorithm so he only saw bad news, and he fell into the trap of thinking the world couldn't be saved.

[feral-ballad]

Franz Wright, from Walking to Martha's Vineyard; “Flight”

[wooyos]

[firstfullmoon]

Maggie Smith, “Wild”

[kyungsoosus]

YUNHO | 'BAD' MV

[soracities]

“It’s summer now, and you’re craving a simpler existence. You want to read. You want to write. You want to meet strangers for dinner, and not refuse another drink at another bar. You want to dance. You want to find yourself in a basement, neck loose, bobbing your head as a group of musicians play, not because they should, but because they must. It’s summer now, and you’re looking forward to worrying less. You’re looking forward to longer nights and shorter days. You’re looking forward to gathering in back gardens and watching meat sputter on an open barbecue. You’re looking forward to laughing so hard your chest hurts and you feel light-headed. You’re looking forward to the safety in pleasure. You’re looking forward to forgetting, albeit briefly, the existential dread which plagues you, which tightens your chest, which pains your left side. You’re looking forward to forgetting that, leaving the house, you might not return intact. You’re looking forward to freedom, even if it is short, even if it might not last. You’re looking forward.”

— Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water

[lifeinpoetry]

What is hell like? / Wait and see, it is what man is turning the world into.

— Saddiq Dzukogi, from Book Three, Bakandamiya

[aoiui]

[lemondrop-sunrise]

(i don't have a clever caption, yunho in wanteez 48 has turned my brain to soup 😵‍💫)

[tabsters]

YUJI NISHIDA MY FUCKING GOAT

[dynamicentries]

had me leaping out of my damn chair, hopping around like a crazy person 😭

[queerofthedagger]

the fun thing about having a mental health crashout in your thirties is that sure yeah you're crashing out, but at the same time there's a part of you standing across the room smoking ben affleck style, going yeah yeah you're crashing out. you crashed out before you will crash out again can we wrap this up yet. and the most annoying part about it is that they're right, and that that does Not stop you from crashing out even a little. love and light on planet earth.

[queerofthedagger]

me, strongly dissociating, staring into space:

cunt-ass part of my brain swigging whiskey from across the room: yeah yeah you're not real we get it. that's not gonna get the dishes done and the trash taken out tho is it 🤨

[firstfullmoon]

Leila Chatti, from “The Moment When A Feeling Enters,” in Wildness Before Something Sublime

[text ID: I go on living. Deathtouched, changed, but my life arrives again / at yet. It’s May. I wake to it, thick and sweet as honey I’d forgotten.]

[imthisyearsold]

(˶˃ - ˂˶) -> (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) ˚✿˖

[lifeinpoetry]

I am, in most parts, made / entirely of longing.

— Saddiq Dzukogi, from Book Three, Bakandamiya

[feral-ballad]

Aimee Nezhukumatathil, from Lucky Fish: Poems: “Foosh”