dany

🌊 the world offers itself to your imagination

[rrondo]

[road0flife]

[floridakilo]

how it feels to escape the 18-24 age bracket

[one1tap]

[angeladdict]

keep the sun in your heart

[loveridden1999]

[katerobynmoments]

— Mary Oliver

“Poetry is a life–cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry.”

[delicatefalice]

IM A ZOMBIE IN MY BODY IM A TRAIN OFF OF THE TRACK I FEEL DIRTY I FEEL ROTTEN AND THE COLORS ARE ALL FLAT IM A SAD SHELL OF A WOMAN AND I’VE GOT MAGGOTS FOR THE BRAIN BUT THATS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN WHEN MY BABY GOES WHEN MY BABY GOES AWAY HE GOES AWAY

[weltenwellen]

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[weltenwellen]

Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh

[cithaerons]

Leila Chatti, Night Lament in Hergla 

[weltenwellen]

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[weltenwellen]

Rainer Maria Rilke in a letter to Lou Andreas-Salomé, published in Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters

[soracities]

Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch (trans. Gregory Rabassa)

[Text ID: “As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard.”]

[primulaceas]

Mary Oliver, “Thirst.” Thirst

[petaltexturedskies]

Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939–1947

[brutalgrace333]

“Wild Geese”, by Mary Oliver