RollingValleyHome

A gal out west with some dreams is all. This platform serves me as a diary of sorts.

[89words]

“I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. Not just inside her but all around her. I want our rib cages to crack open and our hearts to migrate and merge. I want our cells to braid together like living thread.”

— Isaac Marion

[sofysta]

StoneColdFox

[dreamyvixen]

gracejaques

[mournfulroses]

Catherynne M. Valente, from her novel titled "The Melancholy of a Mechagirl," originally published in 2023

[mournfulroses]

Rosa Chacel, from a diary entry featured in Diario, originally published in 1993

[etrangere]

Sorry I’m late I was touching soft moss on a stone wall

[utilityclassic]

[timespentfighting]

[aslowyear]

Come, Little Leaves by George Cooper

[rollingvalleyhome]

“They stood on the edge of a vast lawn of long soft grass that reached their thighs, moonlight touched it with silver and the air was thick with a chewy odor like tea that had steeped too long. The grass unrolled in front of them in a wide carpet leading to the river. And the river was bigger than God.

A silent silver ribbon dusted with the light of the moon..”🌙

-witchcraft for wayward girls

[this-old-stomping-ground]

[sivadsucram]

[sivadsucram]

[starlitfawn]

why do i have to take care of this idiot (me) every single day cant she do anything on her own

[manyhugsandkisses]

My desire for isolation is at war with my desire for connection

[gentlemanuniverse]

[weltenwellen]

Natalie Díaz, from “Postcolonial Love Poem”, Postcolonial Love Poem