YOU ARE THE REASON
Mike Driver
Not today Justin

tannertan36
Peter Solarz
we're not kids anymore.
Today's Document
noise dept.
ojovivo
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if i look back, i am lost
Claire Keane
Keni
Sweet Seals For You, Always
One Nice Bug Per Day
Game of Thrones Daily
Acquired Stardust
AnasAbdin
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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@fullbandcamping
witch kitty pile :]
hair by nikki nelms & photography by adrienne raquel
more ancient horse mamaposting
Anton Hlávacek - "Vienna, Evening atmosphere in the Dolomites"
The royal natural history, being a systematic arrangement of descriptive zoology - Andrew Wilson - c.1881 - via Internet Archive
Cesare Lapini - Surprise
Ludwik Stasiak
Pendant earrings of 18-karat yellow gold and silver, enameled set with diamonds and emeralds. © Codognato
Courtesy Alain Truong
Neil Welliver - Greer's Bog, 1973, screenprint in colors, 91 × 90 cm
Seraph in the headlights
The End of Girlhood
by Traci Brimhall
What else can I say? The book opened like a future or a grave. I chose a wilder way through the woods, stalked by a mosquito whining for my heat. I chose a stranger’s mouth because it rhymed with love, because it finished me off like a sentence. My throat like a hummingbird’s, mistaken for a jewel. The kiss stuffing my mouth with smoke. There was a river, a thralling, how I trembled against my own hand. Of course what I remember most are the dangers of descent — gypsum flowers making a forest of the cave, its stones aching open like hands to receive the gifts—candles, photos, teacups, my torn hood. The spring dripped its steady syllables. Arise, arise. I was still myself after, but a new grief opened inside me like an umbrella. Gentle shield. Generous shadow. My knowledge made me soft and unmerciful. All three heads of the dog turned towards the sound of its name.
Lucy Glendinning - ‘Featherchild’
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Walter Crane, The Swan Maidens