How to become normal under 48 hours
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How to become normal under 48 hours
I told you from the start I disappear when it gets cold
(excerpted from Leila Chatti's poem: "Tea", published in Missouri Review)
I love how NYC has done everything under the sun to deal with the rat problem and now they’re circled back and are like “Ok. We’ll legalize bodega cats. We need cats manning the food stores.” ancient problems require ancient solutions.
collar around my neck but it says bite risk
Sally Wen Mao, from “Anna May Wong Dreams of Wong Kar-Wai”, Oculus
hey dude, idk how much you remember from the party last night but- yeah, everyone saw your want. yeah no it was pretty late and winding down so it was quiet enough that every single person there saw it throbbing and twitching in your chest and so wet with hunger it was glistening under the kitchen light. they said it looked like it was reaching for something
always thinking of that “i couldn’t stop wasting time” quote
song of the summer!!
Anne Truitt, from a diary entry featured in Daybook: The Journal of an Artist
Linda Pastan, The Months
bring on the august poems tumblrinas
Joy Sullivan, from "Howl", Instructions for Traveling West
The joys of just opening a window
mary oliver, ‘from this river, when i was a child, i used to drink’
[ID: “‘What, precisely, will you grieve for?’ For the river. For myself, my lost joyfulness. For the children who will not know what a river can be—a friend, a companion, a hint of heaven.” end ID]
Sword Illustrations by Ma-Ko (2018-21)