W O N D E R L U S T

between a crucifix and a hollywood sign.

[theotherkingdoms]

— Megan Fernandes, “Do You Sell Dignity Here?” from I Do Everything I’m Told

[riverlarking]

I never saw a moor, Emily Dickinson / My Big Mouth, Oasis

[weltenwellen]

Danez Smith, Don't Call Us Dead

[metamorphesque]

"Nature Morte.", Joseph Brodsky (tr George L. Kline)

[metamorphesque]

Leonard Cohen, "Summer-Haiku"

[metamorphesque]

from "Letters to Véra", Vladimir Nabokov

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

[weltenwellen]

Paige Lewis, "Diorama of Want"

[firstfullmoon]

Samih al-Qasim, “Enemy of the Sun,” trans. Naseer Aruri and Edmund Ghareeb, in Enemy of the Sun: Poetry of Palestinian Resistance

for several decades, this poem was circulated in Black Panthers circles and attributed to George Jackson, a Black revolutionary, because it was found handwritten in his cell after he was killed. Greg Thomas, who discovered this, said it was a “mistake of radical kinship.” [more on this]

[missmisanthrope]

my tears long for warmth; for someone's hand to wipe them but all they can do is stain pillow covers.

— 𝓜𝓼. 𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮

[missmisanthrope]

I wish I could be a child again, trying to catch the sunlight.

the inner child in me

whispers at night

don't forget me.

—𝓜𝓼. 𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮

[aishespoeticmuse]

i am his. i could be nothing better.

[engulfes]

Growing up is actually all about realizing people don’t inherently dislike you and it’s a bit odd to assume they do

[existentialdruid]

This

[jelliebeanbitch]

there are more tweets in this thread

fucking SLAY

[darlington-v]

this isnt even the full thread, there are even MORE tweets to this thread that i think are really necessary to read if you do what op is talking about! it is not enough to know that feeling this way hurts the people you love, we already know that.

this rest of the thread continues after the third tweet from the reblog.

like THE FULL THREAD is genuinely so reassuring.

sometimes, it is not enough to just know, sometimes you might need that reassurance of "do you really think of me when i'm away?" and someone reassuring you that yeah, they do. and evaluate that! trust that! just like op did.

and then learning that ykw, it's NOT any of my business really. and finding comfort in that trust that like. whether they are or aren't thinking of me, they really do love me.

this full thread changed my life and i am ALWAYS going to give the full thread because the parts people cut out aren't enough for the people experiencing these things, speaking as someone who does. it, really it just makes us, made me, feel bad about my own capabilities when i saw the unfinished thread.

[mournfulroses]

Vladimir Mayakovsky, from a letter featured in "Love in the Heart of Everything; The Correspondence between Vladimir Mayakovsky & Lili Brik, 1915-1930,"

[seraphinesaintclair]

Madison Julius Cawein, “Geraldine”

[sculien]

War of the Foxes, Richard Siken / carol rifka brunt / @.soapstore|penelope scott / @.promqueendyke / the lobster dir. yorgos lanthimos / canal street - grand central / @.kelleyspoetry / unknown artist

[petaltexturedskies]

There is a thing in me that dreamed of trees, a quiet house, some green and modest acres (...) | would have time, I thought, and time to spare, with only streams and birds for company, to build out of my life a few wild stanzas.

Mary Oliver, from "A Dream of Trees" in New And Selected Poems: Vol.I