~ I still remember it all ~

[echo-temporis]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅Musings and diary fragments by Elena T.

MINE: DIARY | POEMS | PROSE | READINGS | WEBWEAVES

[apocryphics]

Solzhenitsyn

[aubriestar]

june

days shimmer iridescent heat with the lustre of grandma’s pearls

hand-knotted to summer, waves lap nostalgic, to be carefree

where a cerulean sky matches the sea with delphinium and larkspur sighing blues

we walk backwards through sugar sand as time slows

into kokomo summer songs sipped with mai tai sunsets

my favorite month, a twirl of 30 aquamarine days in a song

that stretches into moon shadows following you into dreams

a slow dance

©️-Aubrie-2026

[felonwort]

midwinter haze

[activeoblivion]

how much could you take

[millenecarter]

[terrorignitis]

Ernest Hemingway, The Garden of Eden

[bansheebeez]

I keep on bringing things back from

the dead like the stories didn’t all

tell me these things never come

back right.

But I am a necromancer of skill.

I bring back the soul and

never the wound.

I am the wound. I am the

necromancer who gets it right.

The stories were mistaken. Dead things

don’t come back wrong they

come back exactly the same.

I am the one who has changed.

I am a different girl who carries

all the same wounds.

In my grief

I am deadly.

In my grief I

decay .

I cannot leave the dead alone.

The dead do not leave me alone and I

please them every time.

[seraphinesaintclair]

Seraphine Saintclair, “Deathless Flame”

[decomposedmaw]

Just waiting for the coffee shop to open. you can grab the phone wallpaper or print if you like :) Phone Wallpaper Printed Artwork

[die-rosastrasse]

⭐👁️ 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕴𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝕮𝖔𝖘𝖒𝖔𝖘 👁️⭐

I'm very pleased to announce my first ever painting series! Obsessively created during the endless January nights, they're a voyage into personal symbolism, magic, night sky and language of flowers.

Hand-painted with gouache on paper, 2024

All 11 original paintings are now available in my Etsy shop - OlgaMariaAnastazja

[yanushkaa]

The waves crash into me

I’m finally free of your memory

[lunalejanaa]

I’m tangled

in the warmth of your skin,

in the shimmer of your eyes,

silver-threaded,

spun like stardust

and soft enough

to make me believe

in heaven again.

[acornfaerie]

i! love! bees!

[meticulousar]

McClellanville, South Carolina

[seraphinesaintclair]

Seraphine Saintclair, “No Return”

[valravynfell]

Gentleness

I once cursed the rain, the loss of the sun's warmth.

Yet even then, life was quietly growing where I thought nothing could.

Strange—

the tears I once wished away taught me gentleness.

And when another hurting heart found its way to mine,

the rain finally made sense.