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Noah Kahan
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Sweet Seals For You, Always
EXPECTATIONS
we're not kids anymore.

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Peter Solarz
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Show & Tell
Cosmic Funnies
todays bird
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Origami Around
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Mike Driver

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Kiana Khansmith

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@fishskails
we can’t talk here contact me in my dream tonight
American artist Joel Grothes (2026).
"Something that is loved is never lost."
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
"You are your best thing."
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
“Love is or it ain't. Thin love ain't love at all.”
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
"A hobnail casket of jewels found in a tree hollow should be fondled before it is opened. Its lock may have rusted or broken away from the clasp. Still you should touch the nail heads, and test its weight. No smashing with an ax head before it is decently exhumed from the grave that has hidden it all this time. No gasp at a miracle that is truly miraculous because the magic lies in the fact that you knew it was there for you all along."
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
"Freeing yourself was one thing; claiming ownership of that freed self was another."
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
"More than lungs that have yet to draw free air. More than your life-holding womb and your life-giving private parts, hear me now, love your heart. For this is the prize."
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
"'Here,' she said, 'in this here place, we flesh; flesh that weeps, laughs; flesh that dances on bare feet in grass. Love it. Love it hard.'"
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
"I don't care what she is. Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that supposed to mean? In my heart it don't mean a thing."
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
"Anything dead coming back to life hurts."
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
"No matter what all your teeth and wet fingers anticipated, there was no accounting for the way that simple joy could shake you. How loose the silk. How fine and loose and free."
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
"But maybe a man was nothing but a man."
— Beloved, by Toni Morrison
liu qi, "xizhi (geese)," 2023, ink and color on paper
paintings by Yoshino Ryoko
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