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Ocean Vuong, from “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds
Strike of the Ballerinas, Nicolaas van der Waay
J. R. R. Tolkien's illustration for 'Letter From Father Christmas' .
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anna świrszczyńska
A Conversation with Richard Siken by Thomas Hobohm
Laura Henriksen
Kaveh Akbar, from “Unburnable the Cold is Flooding Our Lives", Calling a Wolf a Wolf
beautiful women will be like “i baked a cake” and you will say “oh ? what flavour is it” and they say well its a honey rosewater apricot pistachio cardamom vanilla fig jam earl grey poppyseed orange blossom extra virgin olive oil chiffon sponge soaked in raspberry elderflower champagne lipgloss pomegranate matcha ginger blueberry cherry blossom magnolia petal almond passionfruit persimmon syrup with whipped amalfi lemon limoncello ricotta goats cheese honeycomb black pepper bergamot lemon thyme lemon balm rosemary chantilly whipped cream cream cheese feta cheese italian meringue frosting . like ok. i want to spend the rest of my afternoons walking around inside your beautiful mind like a garden
Life has no meaning to YOU. Where I am the sun shines on green leaves and turns them into a mirage and the air bears the smell of summer and joy and I am defined by the things I love rather than the things I hate
I will love life even if it means I am gripping it by the skin of my teeth
ily <333
"we live in an uncaring universe"
false. i care very deeply. am i not a part of this infinite universe?
thinking about shirley jackson’s cats and how they would whisper poems to her which she would repeat out loud beautiful beautiful woman
[ID: text reading, “I lay there with Jonas, listening to his stories. All cat stories start with the statement: “My mother, who was the first cat, told me this, and I...”
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