MANY HANDS

all art is against lived experience.

[orpheuslament]

do yall know about this

[pterseus]

[vellaroque]

Bella Hadid for Vivienne Westwood AW 2020

[tratior]

i hit rock bottom like every 5 hours

[rottenvampyr]

[pawcakes]

dont be afraid to be a cunt ... its the only thing we have left ...

[mournfulroses]

Margaret Atwood, from Procedures for Underground; "Frame,"

[tearyourpetals]

Courtney Love, 1999

[flowerytale]

Natalie Díaz, from “American Arithmetic”, Postcolonial Love Poem (2020)

[apoemaday]

The Words Come, They Choke Me

by Leila Chatti

for Deah, Yusor, and Razan

Too many times I have written this poem: blood a dark ink, moon a bullet hole. 

My tongue flaps useless as a bird. The words come, they choke me. 

Somewhere, always, smoke. Somewhere, always, something burning, something snuffed. 

The sun set again, bled like a wound. I stood; nothing could 

move me. The world went on spinning tiredly, & like that I survived another day. 

I breathe & life keeps coming. It feels simple enough

that I know to be suspicious. Tonight, dark as a flint chip, candles each a pinprick. I swallow 

a flame within me, shelter it as the sky dons her black veil.

[horrorfilmgifs]

The Amityville Horror (1979)

[petaltexturedskies]

I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.

Virginia Woolf, from The Diary of Virginia Woolf

[dailychloesevigny]

Chloë Sevigny photographed by Sarah Blais for Family Style Magazine, Spring 2024

[junglejim4322]

Sorry I didn’t reply to your messages I was busy being that one homie that’s not gonna make it

[endieugirls]

[vannilac0ke]

never in between

[archivings]

Yohji Yamamoto Fall/Winter 1999