[joeinct]

Untitled, Photo by Ralph Eugene Meatyard, c. 1967-70

[opendirectories]

[goshinoghetto]

.“Blue Ruin"written and directed by Jeremy Saulnier

[weltenwellen]

The feeling that something is missing never, ever leaves you—and it can’t, and it shouldn’t, because something is missing. That isn’t of its nature negative. The missing part, the missing past, can be an opening, not a void. It can be an entry as well as an exit. It is the fossil record, the imprint of another life, and although you can never have that life, your fingers trace the space where it might have been, and your fingers learn a kind of Braille.

Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? (via weltenwellen)

[llovinghome]

Old kitchen

[thejeffrose-deactivated20221219]

Summer roads in the Ozarks

[moviesludge]

[backroadshoney]

[adreciclarte2]

by Dave Jordano 

[graceandgirlhood]

Wai Lin Tse

[metaphorformetaphor]

“A faint recollection stirred, but it would not emerge. It was like standing in front of a locked door, with the memory making a racket inside, while both the memory and I searched for the keys.”

— Lars Mytting, from The Sixteen Trees of the Somme (MacLehose Press, 2017)

[smalltownghosts-deactivated2017]

[brightbeautifulthings]

“They teeter on the edges of here and there, and even the living can find their way into those in-between places, if they get lost enough, if they need it badly enough.”

— Seanan McGuire, Sparrow Hill Road

[sadcouver-blog]

I take disposable cameras on my adventures with me. 

If you’re in one of my photos you’ll be turned into a ghost. 

[secret-bible-study-meetup]

[lifeinpoetry]

I’m afraid wherever I walk, it’s purgatory.

Analicia Sotelo, from “Do You Speak Virgin?” Virgin (via lifeinpoetry)

[v-ersacrum]

Giuseppe Bezzuoli, Santa Filomena, 1840