bard (college of the moon)

Maggie, they/them

[sunflorally]

sometimes I see pictures from when I was younger and it makes me wonder why I spent so much time hating myself. sweet little baby me. I was still growing. I was still learning. I was still getting used to my own skin. I didn’t deserve that

[metamorphesque]

What the Living Do, Marie Howe

[cloudbeam]

Written for her brother, John Howe, who died of complications of AIDS

[itsgonnabeanofrommedawg]

full poem:

Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the Drano won’t work but smells dangerous, and the crusty dishes have piled up

waiting for the plumber I still haven’t called. This is the everyday we spoke of. It’s winter again: the sky’s a deep, headstrong blue, and the sunlight pours through

the open living-room windows because the heat’s on too high in here and I can’t turn it off. For weeks now, driving, or dropping a bag of groceries in the street, the bag breaking,

I’ve been thinking: This is what the living do. And yesterday, hurrying along those wobbly bricks in the Cambridge sidewalk, spilling my coffee down my wrist and sleeve,

I thought it again, and again later, when buying a hairbrush: This is it. Parking. Slamming the car door shut in the cold. What you called that yearning.

What you finally gave up. We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss—we want more and more and then more of it.

But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass, say, the window of the corner video store, and I’m gripped by a cherishing so deep

for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I’m speechless: I am living. I remember you.

[plasticcflower]

i arrive at the ball in my finest gown. i descend from the stairs like an angel from heaven and strike a pose

[sosuperawesome]

Sunrise / Sunset Dice Sets

Everything Dice Co on Etsy

[funny-history]

[shisasan]

𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[ottermatopoeia]

vibing with Franz Kafka 99 years ago

[ziracona]

@sluttyfranzkafka

[sluttyfranzkafka]

Oh mood. Planning this for the 100th year anniversary

[sluttyfranzkafka]

Happy 100 years of feeling nothing, merely tired

[arsenicinshell]

Embroideries works by Tran Hung

[nbgpart-deactivated20220811]

modern au

[altafpatel]

How to spot signs and symptoms of Breast Cancer 

[claireslash]

Reblog to literally save a life

[maximasmac]

whish they told us this in school, all they did was say “feel for lumps, you will know when you feel it”

[bokettochild]

This is important, even if it doesn’t work with your blog theme REBLOG IT!!!!

Women need to know this, not all of us have ever been told what we need to look out for!

[incubus-absolution]

yeah reblogging especially for my transmasc fellows who (like me) might be real uncomfortable with their chests and not know what to watch out for because we try to avoid this kind of thing (just me? okay)

[elfwreck]

I read all the health pamphlets as a child.

“Look for lumps,” they said, “watch out for unusual lumps and discharge.”

They did NOT say, “By the way, some areolas have little bumps on them. And some get pimple-ish things around the edges. Or on the nipples. These are not the lumps we are talking about, and that is not the discharge we are talking about.”

I spent years worrying about whether I had breast cancer. (I got exams, every year or two, and those were always fine and I stopped worrying. Mostly. But then a new tiny bump would show up on the edges and I would wonder IS THIS IT? …but not ask to see a doctor because 14-year-old girls worry about everything, all the time, and six months ago the doctor poked at my breasts and didn’t say anything alarming, so this is… probably fine? Like last time?)

[socialjusticeissue]

I had a slightly more present and caring doctor tell me what I need to be looking for specifically are lumps that feel like peas or grains of rice.

That distinction cleared so much up for me, like, breast tissue is all lumps and bumps normally (which is what mamories feel like to me). What the hell do they mean by lumps????

Now I know.

[shewhoworshipscarlin]

Walking boots, 1910-20, USA.

[kafk-a]

Ten Things I Learned from Ursula K. Le Guin, Karen Joy Fowler

[quasieli]

[Text ID: 3. Write what you want to write. Add as many dragons as you like. End ID.]

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

starting a compilation,,,,

[headspace-hotel]

look i don’t care for disney but i think this is hugely important, just look at the joy these character designs have brought to these kids

[swanlake1998]

adji cissoko filmed behind the scenes of dancers & dogs by kelly pratt and ian kreidich

[the-great-middle-earth-read]

I kind of want to see a goose scream at a Ringwraith now...

[incognitomoustache]

I'm not very funny, but here you go:

[lotrreactionmemes]

It’s a beautiful day in the Shire and you are a horrible heroic goose

[i-am-darth-feanor]

to be fair, geese scream at everyone.

[oh-mother-of-darkness]

One of the kids I’m babysitting rn just asked me, “Miss Amy, can I tell you a secret?” and then informed me that his brother does not have blood anymore, because they saw a doctor take it

[oh-mother-of-darkness]

Same kid that attended this Sunday’s church service in full vampire bat costume and screeched loudly anytime someone said his name

[oh-mother-of-darkness]

Update his two year old brother just handed me a partially squished cockroach

[oh-mother-of-darkness]

Today’s secret is “if I carry too many things, I die,” and he definitely, for sure did not tell me that specifically because I asked him to pick up his jacket moments beforehand

[oh-mother-of-darkness]

“Where’s the tiger?” the five year old asks, peering around the zoo. “I don’t see him!”

“Probably he had to get his covid shot,” says the three year old, nodding wisely.

[oh-mother-of-darkness]

How could I possibly forget this exchange

“You can’t play with my skunk,” says the three year old, snatching the toy from the five year old. “Mr. Skunk doesn’t like you.”

“Whoa, whoa,” I say, while driving. “Mr. Skunk likes everyone!”

The three year old makes direct eye contact with me in the rear view mirror. “Except the police,” he says darkly.

[oh-mother-of-darkness]

Overwhelmed! When the five year old learned that I’m having a bad day today, he immediately asked me to take him home so he can “get us a snack and help with whatever you want to do today.”

The three year old has offered to carry all the backpacks into the house, despite his former statements re: dying if asked to carry his own belongings

[desperate-dyke]

the princess bride for the modern era: everything is exactly the same but westley is a hot butch

[libbyframe]

Sunflowers commish