shroudmaiden

An inspiration blog for Yhivi Rihza. Indefinite hiatus. A sideblog of scowlet. yhivi.carrd.com

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

Postcolonial Love Poem, ‘Wolf OR-7′ by Natalie Diaz

[ID: I confuse instinct for desire - isn’t bite also touch?]

[derangedrhythms]

“Are you the target; am I the bow and dart? / Are you the deer that doesn’t want to flee / and turns to give the hunter her wild heart?”

— Gregory Orr, The Caged Owl: New and Selected Poems; from ‘Wild Heart’

[arcusxx]

[ilbluprofondodelmare]

[nemfrog]

The progress of a solar eclipse. This Changing World. 1933. Internet Archive

[keryahoraculi]

Louis Rakovich

[keryahoraculi]

La Consolation Des Ombres

"Ten Horned Heart"

[keryahoraculi]

By Yu Jin

[wordsnquotes]

Not all love is gentle. Sometimes it’s gritty and dirty and possessive, sometimes it’s not supposed to be careful or soft at all. Sometimes it feels like teeth

Azra T. (via wordsnquotes)

[somardani]

By Ugur Basaran

[sadillite]

“Talk to me like the rain and — let me listen, let me lie here and — listen…”

— Tennessee Williams, Talk to Me Like the Rain and Let Me Listen, 1953 (via megairea)

[oumaimas]

Sleeping In the Forest, Mary Oliver

[from-the-embers]

Lonely Creatures by parvanaphotography

[sad-house-of-mortality]

image by 谷 住

[electricsexdoll]

Quiet.

[hapless-hollow]

images by Natalie Ina

[pandaemonianarts]

Did the math, this took about 17 hours in total. Yikes.