Isya.

[eefrostpoetry]

“soon you’ll be nothing more than a whisper i hold in the dark”

—

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West

[lifeinpoetry]

“I was carving my name into your side and you were calling me soft, calling me gentle. I do not think you were paying attention.”

— Trista Mateer, from “For the One Who Loved My Hands More than Anything Else,” The Dogs I Have Kissed

[academic-vampire]

… 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔩𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔰

[thoughtcascades]

you are allowed to outgrow the version of yourself everyone else got comfortable with

[weltenwellen]

Adrift Mark Nepo

[weltenwellen]

Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti

[vexheart]

[weltenwellen]

Glennon Doyle, Untamed

[weltenwellen]

Louise Glück, from “Otis”, Poems 1962 - 2012

[reemillustrated]

[art-art-academia]

Landscape at a woodland pond, late summer (1886) by Peder Mørk Mønsted

[weltenwellen]

Kaveh Akbar, from “ Pilgrim Bell”, Pilgrim Bell

[pink111shit]

[wintercorrybriea]

Bottega Veneta spring 2025

[persianmom-deactivated20251026]

please don’t spend your life convincing yourself that love or joy is reserved for the idealized version of you that only exists in the future

[weltenwellen]

Grief in Three Bodies: A Conversation by Victoria Chang, Prageeta Sharma & Khaty Xiong

[vangoghcore]

by lind4893