An ocean and a rock is nothing to me

[withdreamsofhereafter]

Orchids

[kosmogrl]

[apocryphics]

Willa Cather, in a letter to Zoë Akins, November 21, 1932

[prophetic-memory]

Mary Oliver, "Flare"

[heavenlyyshecomes]

there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.

—Caitlyn Richardson, 'can intellectual intimacy replace physical desire?', in milk fed

[wordscanbeenough]

“I didn’t expect” – she paused – “for it to be part of everything, every minute. I didn’t know that you could lose someone, and that meant you lost so much else.”

Ann Napolitano, Hello Beautiful

[asoftepiloguemylove]

LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME / BECAUSE I EXIST, I EXIST, I EXIST

Franz Kafka Letters to Felice // リリイ・シュシュのすべて All About Lily Chou-Chou (2001) dir. 岩井 俊二 Shunji Iwai / Phoebe Bridgers Funeral // Emily Palermo // Ocean Vuong Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong // 堕落天使 Fallen Angels (1995) dir. Wong Kar-wai // Margaret Atwood // Bell Hooks All About Love // @mango-season // Mitski Nobody

[liwabob-deactivated20230513]

I love you so much.

[seraphinesaintclair]

Seraphine Saintclair, Musings

[unspokengrief]

I sit in the waiting room, while my shame puddles beneath me. A constant drip since I was a kid. I tried to burn it down and my god, I burnt everything down around me, but my shame still survived. My merciful body afloat in the ocean, where my shame refuses to sink. How do you escape a monster that sings so sweet that you forget and harmonise to their hymns?

— Hannah Green, ‘Lifeless Buoy’

[firstfullmoon]

Leila Chatti, “I Too Was Worthy,” in Wildness Before Something Sublime

[3s-ara-deactivated20230320]

[starrynet]

[glowcowboy]

WE HAVE ENOUGH DEAD FRIENDS by lena oleanderson [ID in ALT.]

[firstfullmoon]

Leila Chatti, from “The Moment When A Feeling Enters,” in Wildness Before Something Sublime

[text ID: I go on living. Deathtouched, changed, but my life arrives again / at yet. It’s May. I wake to it, thick and sweet as honey I’d forgotten.]

[istalkfashion]

[kisxmesoft]