Lamplight.
A room of darkness and a single amber bulb.
I love that shit.
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hello vonnie
Cosimo Galluzzi
DEAR READER

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RMH
Jules of Nature
Sade Olutola
almost home

JVL
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Kiana Khansmith
trying on a metaphor

pixel skylines
Mike Driver
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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occasionally subtle
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Lamplight.
A room of darkness and a single amber bulb.
I love that shit.
“Nearly all of our faults are more forgivable than the means we use to hide them.”
— François de La Rochefoucauld, Moral Reflections
To write, ink from an open wound, a body coursing with stories.
Not to be seen or understood, not to be praised or validated, with no intention but to bleed.
It is not formed, but freed. Not heard, but felt.
Words flow and spill, tainted, poisoned. My heart aches, and so I bleed.
I am drowning, choking. I swallow in hope of drawing breath, sinking.
The taste is foul, yet familiar.
It reminds me of home.
"To be in doubt is a more normal condition than certainty. To confess that you doubt, to admit that you never know for certain, is the supremely human condition; for to be able to suffer the doubt, to carry the doubt, means that one is able to carry the other side."
— C.G. Jung
As often as my fight or flight gets triggered, you’d think I’d have wings or something by now.
ikitsuke!
HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE • ハウルの動く城 2004 | dir. Hayao Miyazaki
Nothing says self care like a getting stabbed thousands of times with a needle and punching permanent ink into your skin
how do you love?
Richard Siken, Peter Wever, Ilya Kaminsky, Margaret Atwood, Ada Limón, Akseli Gallen-Kallela, Richard Siken, @maieste, Madeline Miller, Holly Warburton, Shauna Barbosa, Benjamin Alire Sáenz
buy me a coffee
Yusef Komunyakaa, from "The Cage Walker", Pleasure Dome: New & Collected Poems [ID in ALT]
Reading her raised skin like braille, my fingers and tongue trace past lines and present passion, her taste, like a quote I can never forget.
— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra