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— Shauna Barbosa, from “GPS,” Cape Verdean Blues
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“You kiss the back of my legs and I want to cry. Only / the sun has come this close, only the sun.”
— Shauna Barbosa, from “GPS,” Cape Verdean Blues
Ginza, Tokyo late 70s
1970年代の東京、銀座
Liu Wen by Yu Cong for Vogue China
Action, reaction.
Push, pull.
Question, answer.
Tick, tock.
Balance the cosmic scales or risk ruin. Fight fire with water but smarten up before you drown in it. Don't fall prey to monsters in the dark, but shield your eyes from blinding light. Understand what the world has given you, and know what you will give back to it.
What are you, Delphine?
(-daughter of a wizard imprisoned and tortured for illegal time travel experimentation, widow of a slain death eater, secret keeper, liar, killer, life saver, mad witch, mad scientist, vessel of pain and fury and a thousand words and nothing at all-)
Are you the question or the answer?
Are you the tick or the tock?
To desire is to be unquiet / but my desire’s to be silent.
— Elaine Kahn, from “Goose,” Women in Public (via lifeinpoetry)
I WANT MY MTV! video promos.
a playlist for words caught behind teeth and close-lipped smiles
1. symphony no. 3 in f major - johannes brahms 2. compared to what - roberta flack 3. personal jesus - depeche mode 4. jimmy, renada-se - tom ze 5. dust - m|o|o|n 6. mirage (don't stop) - jessie ware
goodnight, empire
delphine riahi || 37 || death eater sympathizer || the department of mysteries
sun-drenched linen / a mirage on the horizon / the spark before the flame / the last chime of the clocktower at midnight / clinking crystal champagne flutes / a johannes brahms sonata heard from the next room / vines of ivy / a forgotten cup of tea on the kitchen counter / a sandy beach at lunchtime, too hot to touch
❧ amortentia; rosemary, mint, bergamot orange ❧ patronus; common raven ❧ wand; acacia, 12 inches, core of unicorn hair
Sofia Boutella as Nice in Hotel Artemis (dir. Drew Pearce | 2018)
“You’re the employee, I’m the business.”
1987 い園依
billie rae syrus
name/alias: billie rae, just rae if you’re nasty age, pronouns, timezone: 27, she/her, PST (GMT-8) starsign: leo sun, scorpio moon, capricorn rising least favourite hp character: snape, corny and jkr herself - yikes! favourite character trope: emotionally constipated, stick-in-the-mud try-hards / asshole with a heart of idiot / socially awkward hermits favourite character dynamic: messy found families!! messy blood families!! friendly exes!! friends to enemies!! platonic soulmates!! human disaster x human disaster!! what vine best defines you: ‘lookit, lookit! it’s frickin’ bats, i love halloween’ share the last meme you saved:
DIEGO LUNA as Cassian Andor in ROGUE ONE: A STAR WARS STORY dir. by Gareth Edwards · 2016
maeve ‘mae’ hollis
36 / politician / new money / champion of ‘fake it til you make it’ / rhinestone in a diamond mine / first class passenger / first class piece of work
‘darkly, delicately’
Of a confined gleam— to hereby dissolve and hold for naught
the soil / gravel / silt groaning as the tools of our penultimate glacier,
a glacier I might pronounce like grief.
One does wish for words to thaw in the mouth, but find instead a tongue,
welt. Erosional or depositional, raised & visible, rift into language & grit—
— Joan Naviyuk Kane, from “Nunataq,” published in Poem-a-Day