I feel, therefore I can be free.
Audre Lorde, from “Zami: A New Spelling of my Name,” published c. 1982 (via writemeanna)

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I feel, therefore I can be free.
Audre Lorde, from “Zami: A New Spelling of my Name,” published c. 1982 (via writemeanna)
My hair clustered with flowers was like a box of sweet perfume;
Ambapali, A. L. Bashham, from “My Body Was Lovely As Polished Gold,” (via writemeanna)
Sunset at Millennium Green in North Hykeham.
Four Adventures of Reinette and Mirabelle (1987) dir. Éric Rohmer
Appearing like trenches dragged into the earth, sunken lanes, also called hollow-ways or holloways, are centuries-old thoroughfares worn down by the traffic of time. They’re one of the few examples of human-made infrastructure still serving its original purpose, although many who walk through holloways don’t realize they’re retracing ancient steps.
- Allison Meier in Atlas Abscura
King And Lionheart | Of Monsters And Men
Anne Sexton, The Complete Poems
Moving back to uni tomorrow… here’s a “farewell to summer” post from my trip to Shenandoah National Park! 🍃
She survived whatever happened; she forgave; she became.
W.H. Auden, The Model (via kvtes)
Anne Carson, from Plainwater-Essays and Poetry
Biche craintive | La Belle et la Bête
“My heart’s a doe’s. A doe’s made for running away.”
— Fady Joudah, from “Horses,” Footnotes in the Order of Disappearance
I pronounce my heart an open wound that disobeys
— S. K. Grout, from “Corvus,” to be female is to be interrogated
“I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading; since, as you will agree, one book is only a single unaccompanied note, and to get the full sound, one needs ten others at the same time.”
— Virginia Woolf, The Letters of Virginia Woolf: Volume Three, 1923-1928 (via fontanalib)