n°7

the black poet dreams of 

[m-aesthete]

[birdasaurus]

[allthoselayersofsilence]

Lori Gottlieb, Maybe You Should Talk to Someone

[birdasaurus]

Work from home doesn’t look so bad these days. 

[tistler]

laura jane coulson

[m-aesthete]

Music surrounds us, I am looking up. Familiarity I never expected to have, a type of intimacy I couldn’t have imagined - pouring your cup three-fourths, leaving room for milk; the three beauty marks forming a triangle from neck to chin; seeing your silhouette from the other side of the shower curtain - I am grateful to know you this much, in this short and yet relatively long time; in this much amounts. I am with your habits, I am in the details about you; with you. I know them - and it is hard to just simply stop doing that. The body remembers.

I am falling deeper in love - noticing more, seeing things. Growing together means getting familiar, blending two lives and drowning in an intimacy of sorts. I can breathe, but am surrounded in pools of red and warm pinks, and oranges, and auburn browns. Actual love. This is what I wanted - and to know about. And to be in and out of and back in. This.

[calebom]

Awek Gak by Joyce NG for AnOther Magazine 

[rudmervanhulzen]

The Fisher House by Alistair Knox and Adriana Hanna

[disease]

“MARQUIS RAYMUNDO DE LARRAIN” RICHARD AVEDON // XX CENT. [gelatin silver print | 29.7 x 34.7 cm.]

[fernand0adnan]

[cair--paravel]

Autochrome by Charles Corbet, c. 1910.

[rari2seats]

[arearchive]

Wolfgang Tillmans: to Look Without Fear

[babyangel-jpg]

Ur energy will always overcome ur appearance

[arsvitaest-deactivated20260111]

Edward Gorey, Cape Cod, Massachusetts, October 18, 1992. Photograph by Richard Avedon.

[funkloch]

[fernand0adnan]