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Fra Angelico & Mark Rothko
I'm just saying, if there's a curse that runs along your family line and you don't tell your kids about it, how the hell are they supposed to go on a quest to stop it?
Tell your children about your medical history.
“When I was young, women were raped on the campus of a great university and the authorities responded by telling all the women students not to go out alone after dark or not to be out at all. Get in the house. (For women, confinement is always waiting to envelope you.) Some pranksters put up a poster announcing another remedy, that all men be excluded from campus after dark. It was an equally logical solution, but men were shocked at being asked to disappear, to lose their freedom to move and participate, all because of the violence of one man.”
— Rebecca Solnit, Grandmother Spider in Men Explain Things To Me and Other Essays
not now honey, mommy’s yearning for something that once was and will never be again
Forgot to close a parenthesis and now spirits enter me like a waterslide
'Bells of the Night' by Carlos Schwabe, 1891
'The shooting Stars' by Jean-Francois Millet, c. 1849.
'Heptu Bidding Farewell to the City of Obb' by John Duncan, 1909
sibling relationships are so strange... like i love you. you will never understand me in a way that matters. we are the same person in drastically different ways. we are sewn together. we don't talk. we are attached at the hip. you wish i was never born. can i call you. let's eat together. i forgive you. etc
i don't have enough photos of you on my phone to make one your contact picture. we got the same tattoo completely by coincidence. why do you always get to be mario. i love the meals you cook. we live in different universes. you can stay at my house if you need. we have never been friends. you are more important to me than anyone on this earth
Anne Carson, red doc>
Bojan pupiju:
Ja jednostavno ne mogu a da te ne poljubim, srećo naša.
Boli tebe kurac.
Koš dupkom pun vitalnih organa
Edward Steichen
Touch is Love, 1934
The Sleeping Medusa
Fernand Khnopff