Nikita Gill, from her book titled "Hekate: the Witch: Poems", published in 2025

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YOU ARE THE REASON
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

Kaledo Art
cherry valley forever

Love Begins
todays bird

oozey mess
hello vonnie
Misplaced Lens Cap

blake kathryn
DEAR READER
Stranger Things

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Origami Around

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
ojovivo
dirt enthusiast
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Nikita Gill, from her book titled "Hekate: the Witch: Poems", published in 2025
Part of the 'Wandering Echoes' collection.
— Melissa Cox
John Keats, from a poem featured in "The Complete Poetical Works & Letters of John Keats,"
A part of me is missing
Grief is perhaps the last and final translation of love. This is the last act of loving someone. And you realize that it will never end. You get to do this to translate this last act of love for the rest of your life.
k.b. // unknown
But when you lose someone, you don’t lose them all at once, and their dying doesn’t stop with their death. You lose them a thousand times in a thousand ways. You say a thousand goodbyes. You hold a thousand funerals.
-Sara Seager, The Smallest Lights in the Universe: A Memoir
denial
My hobbies include reading, writing and doing neither of those things
the unbearable heaviness of girlhood / Su Xinyu / Lucie Brock-Broido
Separation, W. S. Merwin