fatima aamer bilal, from we were put on this earth desperate, hungry and willing.
[text id: you get nervous when someone holds your hand, you wonder if they can feel the rot.]
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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fatima aamer bilal, from we were put on this earth desperate, hungry and willing.
[text id: you get nervous when someone holds your hand, you wonder if they can feel the rot.]
Lust, longing, love, desire, dreams burst all around. This is my ‘nocturne’.
JIBANANANDA DAS (জীবনানন্দ দাশ) — The Oxford Anthology of Modern Indian Poetry [Eds. Vinay Dharwadker & A.K. Ramanujan], transl. by Clinton B. Seely, (1995)
“she is the knowing between blood & gravity / she is the formidable, without compassion”
— — Wanda Coleman, from “darkest shadow of the self,” The World Falls Away
I don’t want your love unless you know I am repulsive, and love me even as you know it.
Georges Bataille, "My Mother" (trans. Austryn Wainhouse)
“what will you sing if hunger abides in your blood? there is a name for the animal grief makes of us—”
— Ojo Taiye, from “Elegiac: Unfinished Draft of Hauwa Liman’s Humanitarian Work,” All of Us are Birds and Some of Us Have Broken Wings
Fratres for Strings and Percussion | Rudolf Werthen & I Fiamminghi | The Place Beyond the Pines
In The Beginning, There Was Nothing | Clint Mansell & Kronos Quartet | Noah
What Have We Done To Each Other? | Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross | Gone Girl
- Luther Hughes, Tenor.
La Piscine (1969) dir. Jacques Deray
musings on July
"NW" Zadie Smith, "the Hands of Friendship" in Yerevan (@metamorphesque). "Jane Eyre" Charlotte Brontë (@flowerytale), Franz Kafka’s Diaries (@hungryfictions), "Summer night by the beach" Edvard Munch, "A Magic Mountain" Czeslaw Milosz (tr by Czeslaw Milosz and Lillian Vallee), "Answer July" Emily Dickinson, "Four Sunflowers Gone to Seed" Vincent van Gogh, The Diaries of Franz Kafka (@shisasan)
tanka #1, Tathev Simonyan
love a good bumper sticker
Orange Evening (1942)
by Otto Dix
The Last Chord by Josef Mathauser (Czech, 1846--1917)
Ada Limón, from “The Vulture & The Body.”
[Text ID: “What if, instead of carrying a child, I am supposed to carry grief?”]