[liviafalcaru]

[dearestvita-deactivated20221122]

“In the dream I don’t tell anyone, you put your head in my lap.”

— Richard Siken, from I Had a Dream About You

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Sandra Cisneros, from My Wicked Wicked Ways: Poems; “One Last Poem for Richard,” (x)

[flowerofchrist]

I'm trying so hard to remember who I was but I can't.

[flowerofchrist]

Such love

[eachday4j]

We sure could use a place for trysting

The Trysting Place, Eleanor Fortescue Brickdale

[ew-kewpid]

The New Yorker, Valentines Day 1977

[thisishalloween1331]

One day I will visit Salem, MA during October 🎃🧡

[flowerofchrist]

I'm moving here!

[lunamonchtuna]

— Steven Espada Dawson, from Elegy for the Four Chambers of My Brothers Heart

[flowerytale]

May Sarton, from Recovering: A Journal

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

“I don't feel guilt at being unsociable, though I may sometimes regret it because my loneliness is painful. But when I move into the world, it feels like a moral fall – like seeking love in a whorehouse.”

Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

[flowerytale]

Patti Smith, from the introduction of Devotion

[emiliorob3rto]

@dulceliquid0

[flowerofchrist]

I don't know what's wrong with me. Seriously. When it comes to doing what I need to do it's like I can't get my brain to WORK. Am I burnt out? Grieving? What is it??

[flowerofchrist]

drugs are the answer

[flowerofchrist]

I don't know what's wrong with me. Seriously. When it comes to doing what I need to do it's like I can't get my brain to WORK. Am I burnt out? Grieving? What is it??

[milfmaekar]

Who's up watching their boulder roll down again

[beguines]

And that is the precise heartbreak / of the past: that it doesn't return, not even when you don't want it to.

Carrie Fountain, from "Restaurant Fire, Truth or Consequences", Burn Lake