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Mary Oliver, "Little Crazy Love Song." Blue Horses
Rainy day — My Neighbor Totoro となりのトトロ (1988)
KILL ME IF YOU WANT. THERE’S A MEANING TO THAT.
I spent the past three months building a house with your voice in it. antique doily, colored pencils, gouache, beads.
Dorianne Laux, from "After Twelve Days of Rain", What We Carry
[ID: poem text reading,
"I have always loved too much, or not enough. Last night I read a poem about God and almost believed it — God sipping coffee, smoking cherry tobacco. I've arrived at a time in my life when I could believe almost anything."
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Danez Smith, from “acknowledgments" , Homie
Women who don’t get Any action and live in a perpetual state of loneliness and Engage in hobbies that disconnect them from the populous shall Inherit this earth. Only they can speak truth.
William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury
Wikipedia / Image from pinterest / Machiavelli / George Santayana / Thucydides / Image from pinterest / Abba - Waterloo / J. M. Barrie - Peter Pan / Fibonacci spiral / Catherynne M. Valente
it comes and goes in waves
a life that has been loved is a life that’s been lived
–ed sheeran, supermarket flowers
walking through it
acrylic paint, pencil, archival inkjet print on canvas
24x30”
2025
Tashi Salsedo
it’s fucking wild because one day you’re like i guess i’m not dying tragically young and you go to the store and you buy dental floss, ingredients for soup, and a bath mat
it’s this sentiment in practice, in day to day.
antique cross necklace, via ebay
Linda Pastan, from Insomnia: Poems; “Musings Before Sleep”
Natalia Vodianova Vogue Paris (2003) ph. Paolo Roversi