[mournfulroses]

Forugh Farrokhzad, from Let Us Believe In the Beginning of the Cold Season; "Another Birth,"

[post-troy-stress-disorder]

i need to read everything ever before the end of the summer

[arte-artem-artibus]

Furuya Kōrin 古谷紅麟 - Kōrin moyō 光琳模様, 1907, woodblock printed book, ink and color on paper, 25 x 18 cm

[lionfloss]

Pfalzknipser

[havingapoemwithyou]

Someone by Jenny Zhang

[dirbyagnesvarda]

When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities, Chen Chen

[innerchildabortionclinic]

getting kicked off love island for just swimming in the pool and not talking to anyone

[priestessofmissouri]

[cookiethebirddoll]

bus is my friend. shes no train but shes trying her hardest in a world that hates her

[ledepaysement]

[firstfullmoon]

Those days of blistering cold are almost always accompanied by a kind of light that is so pure and crystallized it feels like salvation, if salvation could feel like anything. There is a type of winter light, a cold light seeming warm, a light that, when beamed through a windowpane, feels like it clears whatever it touches, maybe even forgives it. It is a light that makes you forget death, a light that makes you wonder if death is even possible. It is a light like water, as beautiful as it is full of life.

— Devin Kelly, Ordinary Plots: Jenny George’s “Reprieve”

[leehallfae]

i bet it feels good as fuck to be a piece of sourdough bread that gets dipped in olive oil with various seasoning & herbs

[recoverr-deactivated20220605]

maybe there is no best version of myself. just me, right now, vulnerable and tired and hopeful, willing to show up regardless of what it looks like.

[theinternetarchive]

from 'bird by bird: some instructions on writing and life,' anne lamott, pub. 1994.

[random-brushstrokes]

Louis le Brocquy - Girl in Grey (1939)

[celceta]

I love seasonal fruits they're like girl we're back lol

[leahgardner-art]

Fruit Salad. Oil on wood, 2022.