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huge shout out to this little kid for writing my favorite poem
I Have Made A White Lie, Alec Luu (2024)
Made this for my darkroom class. A little messy, looks like he's stumbling over his feet
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cave mouths on the pacific northwest coast real photo postcards ca. 1910s-30s
just finished learning how strong i can be if i have to!! i hope the next thing i learn is something fun and awesome đđđ
âBecause in February the days were really getting longer and you could see it, if you really looked. You could see how at the end of each day the world seemed cracked open and the extra light made its way across the stark trees, and promised. It promised, that light, and what a thing that was.â
â Elizabeth Strout, Olive, Again
mary oliver, staying alive
Eamon Bonner
march sunlight⊠coming soon to a window near you
words from amsterdam by daughter
via MyĆli nocÄ zbierane
oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? itâs okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacherâs back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didnât. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i donât want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too.Â
one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.
âThe number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.â (mikko harvey)
Leaves creating perfect circles in the snow from the wind.