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Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters
Demoniac Babble, Estelle Hanania
‘From a swamp, evil, viscous,’ Osip Mandelstam (translated by A. S. Kline)
Early evening - Caroline Walker , n/d.
Scottish, b.1982 -
Oil on panel , 44 x 40 cm
you should be able to call in sad to work
yeah im good with what i have (about to explode with yearning)
Stray light, Clarissa M Bonet
No you won’t ever be exactly the same again and that’s fine, actually.
Adriatic Sea by Mauro Roberto Scalabroni
saw this massive onion bigger than my entire hand in the produce aisle and immediately snatched it up solely to weigh it and a guy across the aisle asked how much it weighed because he was curious as well and when i told him it was two pounds he excitedly was like “it’s like the biggest one i’ve ever seen..” humanity rocks moment. bonding with strangers over giant onion
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grapes so green it’s like they’re exploding with envy https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsvg3k7nY6V/?igshid=sw83bv64g06b
“You read something which you thought only happened to you, and you discover that it happened 100 years ago to Dostoyevsky. This is a very great liberation for the suffering, struggling person, who always thinks that he is alone. This is why art is important. Art would not be important if life were not important, and life is important.”
— James Baldwin, Conversations with James Baldwin
the word lover is so infinitely soft. So universal. So timeless. Two girls with awkward, hungry hands. A boy and a girl in the dark. Two men in empty light. A marriage of 40 years. Letters over eons. Sappho’s poems. The corner of a mouth. Lovers, lovers, lovers.