[halfdeadhands]

im sorry

for being too much today and

im sorry, in advance,

for being too much tomorrow

[halfdeadhands]

and right now i want you in a specific way

melted into the corner of the couch

all the pillows are mine

listen to the slurs and pretend it all

makes sense how i need it to

yes baby, i know, you’ll say

and i am scared of you coming home

because i know you will not be

what i want you to be

[heavensghost]

Louise Glück

[evidently-endless]

‘Nostos’ - Louise Glück

[petaltexturedskies]

Louise Glück, from Persephone The Wanderer in "Poems 1962-2012"

[wordscanbeenough]

Louise Glück, from "Blue Rotunda", Averno

[letsbeapoemtogether]

Sunrise, Louise Glück

[weltenwellen]

Kim Addonizio, from “The Body in Extremis”, Tell Me

[weltenwellen]

Louise Glück, from ""Averno", Averno

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “Feeling Sexy”

[weltenwellen]

Glennon Doyle, Untamed

[weltenwellen]

Louise Glück, from “Otis”, Poems 1962 - 2012

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “You with the crack running through you”

[halfdeadhands]

i watch it get smaller and smaller, i do not chase it the way i chase you

[learnelle]

my moon and stars 💫

[metamorphesque]

art parallels jeremy lipking, federico zandomeneghi, serge marshennikov, allan douglas davidson, svetlana tartakovska

[blackswaneuroparedux]

The Daisy follows soft the Sun - And when his golden walk is done - Sits shyly at his feet - He - waking - finds the flower there - Wherefore - Marauder - art thou here? Because, Sir, love is sweet!

We are the flower - Thou the Sun! Forgive us, if as days decline - We nearer steal to thee! Enamored of the parting West - The peace - the flight - the Amethyst - Night’s possibility!

- Emily Dickinson

[aridante]

Andrés Cerpa, The Vault