Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
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Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
Guide on how to navigate temporary human connection for girls who are absolutely and irrevocably incapable of moving past anything that’s ever happened to them
Very clever people can hear dreams
happy sometimes you just want something so hard you have to lie about it so you can hold it in your mouth for a minute monday
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— isa b. a plea to the sun
Take care of this version of you. You’ve worked so hard to become her. Don’t lose her again.
you understand that there's nothing wrong with wanting people to pay attention to you, right? it's not intrinsically evil, you are allowed to want to be seen. you can do it in soft and nice and good ways, but you don't even have to. you can just want to be seen.
when ur thinkin bout life
lets move!
Living, (1980–82) by Jenny Holzer
december
‘Love is an organic thing. It rots and softens.’
Words by Clementine Von Radics
i don't usually make these kinds of posts but in the tags tell me what symbolic imagery you associate yourself with i'm curious. personally i associate myself with eye injuries, the color red, and scorpions.
Scaffolding
by Seamus Heaney
Masons, when they start upon a building, Are careful to test out the scaffolding;
Make sure that planks won’t slip at busy points, Secure all ladders, tighten bolted joints.
And yet all this comes down when the job’s done Showing off walls of sure and solid stone.
So if, my dear, there sometimes seem to be Old bridges breaking between you and me
Never fear. We may let the scaffolds fall Confident that we have built our wall.