Mary Oliver, from “I worried”
Fieri Frames
The Stonewall Inn
Sade Olutola
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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Mary Oliver, from “I worried”
Everyone is wrong except me. And also my small council of beautiful and moderately-adjusted women. If we disagree on something then it's only because the topic is nuanced beyond your simplistic, profane understanding.
A spiral stone engraving on Signal Hill in Saguaro NationalPark, Arizona, dated 550 to 1,550 years ago.
Credit…John Cancalosi/Alamy
daniel day-lewis in phantom thread (2017)
thinking about this poem by noor hindi today.
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Le Horla (Jean-Daniel Pollet, 1966)
The Yearner
I stacked three pillows, made sure my head was heavy with bills, wine, yesterday’s deadline, and I slept hard, tight as cement on my left arm. The needles came. At dawn, I dragged it like a salmon from under my body. A part of me is dead. Now I can shake my own hand, meet myself again for the first time. How my fingers feel to one another, strangers, for a tingling moment, I am another. Promise? This time will be different.
Rachel Long
Lara Kruzins
Yoshihiko Ueda
Beijing
1992
Le Horla (Jean-Daniel Pollet, 1966)
frank o'hara, at kamin's dance bookshop / mary oliver, little crazy love song
The Five Wounds of Christ, from a Book of Hours