“—the sun kissing me with its golden mouth all the way (open your hands)”
— Mary Oliver, excerpt of “I Don’t Want to Live a Small Life”, in Red Bird

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“—the sun kissing me with its golden mouth all the way (open your hands)”
— Mary Oliver, excerpt of “I Don’t Want to Live a Small Life”, in Red Bird
Jenny Holzer, Untitled In a Dream You Saw a Way To Survive and You Were Full of Joy, 1983-85
Rachel Coye, from "Valentine"
Nick Flynn, from "Uncloudy Day", I Will Destroy You
“first thought after seeing you smile,” Warsan Shire
come with every wound and every woman you’ve ever loved every lie you’ve ever told and whatever it is that keeps you up at night every mouth you’ve ever punched in all the blood you’ve ever tasted come with every enemy you’ve ever made and all the family you’ve ever buried and every dirty thing you’ve ever done every drink that’s burnt your throat and every morning you’ve woken with nothing and no one come with all your loss your regrets, sins memories black outs secrets come with all the rot in your mouth and that voice like needle hitting record come with your kind eyes and weeping knuckles come with all your shame come with your swollen heart i’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you.
unfolding into another spring
mahmood darwish, sylvia plath, v.e. schwab, ana mendieta
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Sonnet XVII
by Craig Santos Perez
I don’t love you as if you were rare earth metals, diamonds, or reserves of crude oil that propagate war: I love you as one loves most vulnerable things, urgently, between the habitat and its loss.
I love you as the seed that doesn’t sprout but carries the heritage of our roots, secured, within a vault, and thanks to your love the organic taste that ripens from the fruit lives sweetly on my tongue.
I love you without knowing how, or when, the world will end— I love you naturally without pesticides or pills— I love you like this because we won’t survive any other way, except in this form in which humans and nature are kin, so close that your emissions of carbon are mine, so close that your sea rises with my heat.
Inge Uiterwijk
winter evenings illuminated by a street lamp
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the visible leg hair at the bottom of my pants is apart of the look btw if you even care
file under: things that make me so crazy
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Dolly Parton posing for portraits before a performance in Detroit, 1977. // edit of this post
I see a hot man and I'm like "wow I'm gay" and then I see a hot woman and I'm like "wow I'm gay" and that's that on being a bisexual manwoman
Hello Bread - Kayla Martel , 2022.
Irish, b. 1980s
Oil, 55 x 45 cm.