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@rudysassafras
Early mornings, midday light
Regardless of the hour
Eager road on grocery night, the
Couch after we shower
Together walking hand in hand
In cozy autumn fashion
On paths where leaves of ginkgo land
Near dusk, but nearer passion
—rudysassafras
Tagged by @letmebethecure to post four non selfies from your camera roll.
s a i n t
i'd tell him not to take,
& plead he stay the track
"be oh so careful not to break
your loving mother's back"
your gait will lose its rhythm
your nature, too, will change
she'll break your light upon her prism'd
eyes as soft as rain
i'd tell him not to smile
cause laughter turns to tears
remind him there's too many miles
between the hope and cheer
but he does just as he pleases
the moment is his art
the rules of rationality
escape his simple heart
-rudysassafras
h a s h e m
i used to be afraid of death
i was an anxious little kid
i'd check my pulse with bated breath
and try to keep it hid
i don't worry anymore
because i know his name
you never speak the name, of course
but you breathe it just the same
-rudysassafras
t h e p o t & t h e k e t t l e
the bright copper kettle gets dirty sometimes
like evenings where tea is replaced with the wine
the pot is no better — a scrubbing is due
both charred by the fire then washed in the dew
Everything is you to me and it's personal it's personally you and I look for it you in everything look for you in everything is you. I see you in everything shifting shifting shifting in and out of bed in the morning I jump and I make the coffee which always is you and for you and yours as I am as everything as the cream the cream the cream I was in Market Basket looking at the cream was all you believe it or not but only I only I could see it as the mothers around chased their kids to get them back in the shopping cart so they could buy their goddamn groceries and go home I can't eat anymore. I can't eat anymore personally because you are all I take in personally and I'm shrinking and shutting down because you take my breath personally my personal breath my own why are you such a person and not my own a person at all what person what person can do this to me what did I do to you that you would do this to me get me like this and make everything you all the coffee all the cream every floor tile even in Market Basket that I tread on and I'm so sorry I'm sorry I have to go on like this looking like this but am I crazy am I the only one who sees it personally? And why you why you why you why so personally is it you that man That Man every morning and night every day you are that man and everything like it's personal. You are the only person there has ever been you have had me be personal rolling off the couch whining and crying on the floor like I never used to do like my friends have never seen of me But at That man that man personally it has been so personal and I can't pin down why so you. Why so you? Why so you all the time why not a bag over the head so I can concentrate why else am I drinking all this coffee that's you only coffee and you sustain me and honestly personally not even the coffee anymore personally it's you— everything— I want you personally everything
"Ecstatic and Infatuated (everything is him personally)" - a free verse poem written 3/13/2025
i learned as a boy
about the closing door,
how splinters wound
the heart exposed,
and it's best to wear
an expressionless face
but later as a man
i'd come to understand
there's not a thresh could hold
the water from the sand
the tempest destroys
you find one in every heart
but we chose to stay
m e n o r a h
Livingston, Alabama
s e r e n b e
my head and heart are jumbled up
like wine inside a coffee cup
cerebral tannin, ardent heat
i'm drunk inside you, bittersweet
i still recall your sweet bouquet
my fingers smelled of beaujolais
your finish lingered on my tongue
in velvet depths, uncorked and sprung
-rudysassafras
v e r t i g o
it's kind of like a mountain
or high upon a hill
you feel just like an eagle
swooping down to make the kill
and then it's like a pit
the faintest light above
you feel just like a rodent when
you're crawling out of love
-rudysassafras
b o u r b o n
i love, i love, i love
alas, i fear, i'm barred
so i'll fear and loathe and shove
just like a starry shard
straight toward your fortressed bosom
just like a cannon ball
until you feel your freedom
just like a falling star
so wish upon it, dear
just like a disney tune
dispose of all your fear
and share with me this room
remember each embrace
and cast away your doubts
and don't forget the face
that promised you a house
-rudysassafras
s u b l i m i n a l
So long, my dearest friend
Another feigned goodbye
The night is ne'er the end
Until we close our eyes
Relax for me just once
Denude your mind of snares
And bury all your guns,
Your worries and your cares
-rudysassafras
p e t r o s
i'm out in california
sleeping through the day
reaching through the night
for words i want to say
i'm scared i'll never find them
i'm scared you'll pass me by
scared these flaccid words of love
appear as just a lie
so maybe if they're cruel
you'll send me to detention
i'd rather that my words were hard
to garner your attention
but that's just it, you see?
the fractured lens of distance
it blurs the recollection of
your sultry irresistance
-rudysassafras
f o r e v e r
a virgin tossed wave on
promiscuous seas,
you say that my heart is
too moonstruck to see
crimson-red parchment,
a bow and some twine,
you think that this love's just
some cheap valentine
i'm humble as ghandi,
but time chooses sides;
your doubt of my love's an
affront to my pride
so take me for longing
or leave me behind,
believe when i tell you
i've made up my mind
-rudysassafras