#the wellspring

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The Wellspring, Brendon Burton

[brontios-helm]

Dragon Age; Inquisition: Across The Gap

[cgcpoems]

We have come to the end of questions, you move your palm along my face over and over, over and over, as if putting the finishing touches on, before sending me down to be born. But I don't want to be born, I want to stay here with you. — Sharon Olds, "After Making Love in Winter"

[art-of-mtg]

Jegantha, the Wellspring (Ikoria: Lair of Behemoths) - Chris Rahn

[rococospade]

chibi watercolour test batch

[veinereastath]

ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴀɢᴇ: ɪɴᴏ̨ᴜɪsɪᴛɪᴏɴ | ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇsᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴅʟᴄ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟsᴘʀɪɴɢ

[revmeg]

Now she tells me that if I were sitting in a twenty-foot barn, with the doors open at either end, and a fifty-foot ladder hurtled through the barn at the speed of light, there would be a moment --after the last rung was inside the barn and before the first rung came out the other end-- when the whole fifty-foot ladder would be inside the twenty-foot barn, and I believe her, I have thought her life inside my life like that. When she reads the college catalogues, I look away and hum. I have not grown up yet, I have lived as my daughter's mother the way I had lived as my mother's daughter, inside her life. I have not been born yet.

from “Physics” in The Wellspring: Poems by Sharon Olds, p. 66

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