[lyri-c]

pinning it to my heart, always remembering to spiral upwards with the pull of these words and keeping dear mother, mary oliver in heart, always

[pavement000001]

[omeem]

Crazed wound inspection.

[lyri-c]

Where are you?

in peace and love

[lyri-c]

i am still in peace and in love and in deep, deep intricacies of life that is a fruit

[lyri-c]

Where are you?

in peace and love

[thefawnfallacy]

cannibalism as a metaphor for love but also as a metaphor for metamorphosis and sex and hunger that does not stop at the stomach.

[o-the-mts]

Every so often I’m haunted by the memory of watching that movie where Rooney Mara eats pie for ten minutes.

[lyri-c]

i might be in love oh ho

[metamorphesque]

"If you're leaving...", Paruyr Sevak (translated by Tathev Simonyan)

[weltenwellen]

May Sarton, The House by the Sea

[whenilookedatyouthelightchanged]

"memory paints a halo of tender thoughts around you" antique telegraph postcard, circa 1900

[darkly-entries]

[fieldrecording]

What a Way to Go! (J. Lee Thompson, 1964)

[fideag]

[igneousbody]

One of my dreams is to at least once be standing just outside of the reach of a rain cloud and watch it rain all over an area but not where I'm at.... And watch the rain advance as the earth and clouds move....!

[lamignonette]

@pressworksonpaperblog

[solkysst]

“I hope you all find yourselves sleeping with someone you love, maybe not all of the time, but a lot of the time. The touch of a foot in the night is sincere. I hope you like your work, I hope there’s mystery and poetry in your life — not even poems, but patterns. I hope you can see them. Often these patterns will wake you up, and you will know that you are alive, again and again.”

— Eileen Myles, “Universal Cycle.” The Importance of Being Iceland. (via llleighsmith)