when you open your world to someone, and they leave it a gaping wound.

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when you open your world to someone, and they leave it a gaping wound.
I am tired of this fight for basic human decency
3 poems from where do you go alone by pavana reddy <3
Tumblr, it’s been so long. I’m back for a bit, excited to share some new writing on here as well as work from my books. I’ve been looking through my old work and wow, I miss the community that helped push me to where I am now. I hope everyone is staying safe, love you <3
pssst...i’m back
who’s still on here?
it’s been a while, but as promised, i’m back with my book.
rangoli, available worldwide through amazon august 1st.
pre-order now on pavanareddy.com <3
She then saw in his mouth the whole eternal universe, and heaven, and the regions of the sky, and the orb of the earth with its mountains, islands, and oceans.
cuco ft. j-kwest, summertime, hightime
Regram.
‘What is it that you fear losing the most?’ you asked me. I looked at you, and you knew.
Noor Shirazie (via noorshirazie)
Precipitate as weather, she appeared from somewhere, then evaporated, leaving only memory.
Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance
Anuradha Vijayakrishnan – “To my Old Daughter”
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The demon’s features are all woman woman’s features are all demon Demon language is poetry Poetry’s features are all saint become woman become poet become demon Demon language is liberty Outside Earth she stands: niili, wicked woman.
Malathi Maithri, “Demon Language” (tr. from Tamil by Lakshmi Holmström)
** The reference throughout this poem is to Karaikkal Ammai, one of the sixty-three canonized Saiva saints, who lived in the 6th century CE. Punithavathy (the ‘sacred’ or ‘holy’), as she was known in the world, was abandoned by her husband when he realized her extraordinary qualities. She then renounced her youth and beauty, took the form of a demon, and became a poet-saint devoted only to Siva. [x]
(via pyotra)
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