Elma

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

“No matter how good you are with words, it's inevitable that meaning is lost between your mind and someone else's. Trying to communicate is like throwing a cup of water at a thirsty person's face. It's better than nothing, sure, and a teaspoon of water might hit their lips, but oh, God, there's just so much water in the grass.”

— Jacqueline Novak, How to Weep in Public: Feeble Offerings on Depression from One Who Knows

[havingapoemwithyou]

Magdalene Afterwards by Marie Howe

[firdaus-ii]

i am not this body nor this mind, i am not my past nor my future, i am not these relations nor these thoughts. i am not these feelings nor these things. i am simply sexy

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

as simple as that

[elmasthings]

Somewhere between traffic, breath, and memory.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

[dntlz]

Nosferatu (2024), in the style of Lotte Reiniger's silhouette animation films.

[quotespile]

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up.”

— Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

[quotespile]

“You have to talk, otherwise your head turns into a cemetery.”

— Chuck Palahniuk, Consider This

[isabelleadjani]

DAYS OF BEING WILD dir. Wong Kar-wai, 1990

[asoftepiloguemylove]

LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME / BECAUSE I EXIST, I EXIST, I EXIST

Franz Kafka Letters to Felice // リリイ・シュシュのすべて All About Lily Chou-Chou (2001) dir. 岩井 俊二 Shunji Iwai / Phoebe Bridgers Funeral // Emily Palermo // Ocean Vuong Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong // 堕落天使 Fallen Angels (1995) dir. Wong Kar-wai // Margaret Atwood // Bell Hooks All About Love // @mango-season // Mitski Nobody

[havingapoemwithyou]

what resembles the grave but isn’t by Anne Boyer

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— unknown (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[lanitashiddencrackstash]

[apoemaday]

Miss you. Would like to grab that chilled tofu we love.

by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

Do not care if  you bring only your light body. Would just be so happy to sit at the table and talk about the menu. Miss you. Wish we could bet which chilis they’ll put on the cubes of tofu. Our favorite. Sometimes green. Sometimes red. Roasted we always thought. But so cold and fresh. How did they do it? Wish you could be here to talk about it like it was so important. Wish you could. Watched you on the screens as I was walking, as I was cooking. Wished you could get out of the hospital. Can’t bring myself to order our dish and eat it in the car. Miss you laughing. Miss you coming in from the cold or one too many meetings. Laughing. I’ll order already. I’ll order seven helpings, some dumplings, those cold yam noodles that you like. You can come in your light body or skeleton or be invisible I don’t even care. Know you have a long way to travel. Know I don’t even know if it’s long at all. Wish you could tell me. What you’re reading. If you’re reading. Miss you. I’m at the table in the back.

[dhrupad]

Antareen, The Confined (1994)

[metamorphesque]

permit me voyage, love, into your hands (James Agee) Pride & Prejudice (dir. Joe Wright) Anna Karenina (dir. Joe Wright) Memories of Murder (Bong Joon-ho) In the Mood for Love (Wong Kar-wai)