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[valtsv]

ever since i learned about ghost buildings i haven't been able to stop thinking about them

[valtsv]

this is body horror

[metamorphesque]

Frederick Judd Waugh, Sunlit landscape

[metamorphesque]

musings on november

Donald Miller, Holly Warburton, L. M. Montgomery, E. M. Forster, Anne Sexton, Kaye Donachie, Anne Sexton, Emilio Hernandez Martin, Maggie Stiefvater, Nina MacLaughlin (The Paris Review)

[metamorphesque]

The Ambiguity of Suffering, E. M. Cioran (translated by Ilinca Zarifopol-Johnston)

[kafk-a]

Nancy Willard, from “Questions My Son Asked Me, Answers I Never Gave Him”

[kxowledge]

Women in Restoration by Isabella De Maddalena

[bellamysgriffin]

Rome. By all means, Rome. I will cherish my visit here in memory as long as I live.

[metamorphesque]

Hands clutch a bag of oranges and pass a bundle of bananas across a table. They cup a round, pregnant belly, grasp a fleshy pear with two bright green leaves still attached, hold a smoking cigarette above a newspaper, and rest upon a lounging body, warmed by the midday sun. The hands in Livien Yin’s paintings frame their subjects in these moments of rest and repose—on a bed, in front of an orchard, by the beach—illuminated by the gauzy hazes of a golden light. (source)

[quotespile]

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up.”

— Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

[existential-celestial]

“The hole in my heart is so big, room enough for the sky to pass through holding Jupiter’s hand. I can fill it with a mountain. I can fill it with a name.”

— Aracelis Girmay, from “The Piano”

[kiki-de-la-petite-flaque]

The Beaches of Agnes, Agnès Varda, 2008

[metamorphesque]

― Ali Smith, The Whole Story and Other Stories

[text ID: It was a Sunday in September. There would only be four.]

[metamorphesque]

Su Xinyu

[weltonboys]

dead poets society (1989) / the worm king’s lullaby - richard siken

[welli-moon]

“I was good, i was really good”

[metamorphesque]

musings on July

"NW" Zadie Smith, "the Hands of Friendship" in Yerevan (@metamorphesque). "Jane Eyre" Charlotte Brontë (@flowerytale), Franz Kafka’s Diaries (@hungryfictions), "Summer night by the beach" Edvard Munch, "A Magic Mountain" Czeslaw Milosz (tr by Czeslaw Milosz and Lillian Vallee), "Answer July" Emily Dickinson, "Four Sunflowers Gone to Seed" Vincent van Gogh, The Diaries of Franz Kafka (@shisasan)

[dailykafka]

— June 1, 1912 / Franz Kafka diaries