where are you now?

how will i return to you? where is the road to your lights?

[wishbzne-deactivated20210526]

the double image, anne sexton from the complete poems written c. 1960

[kosmogrl]

[mournfulroses]

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Volume 1 1931-1934

[luckystarinsky]

when mary oliver said ‘if you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. give in to it.’

and mahmoud darwish said ‘and if happiness should surprise you again, do not mention its previous betrayal.

enter into the happiness, and burst.’

[itsmaddiebee]

happy ides of march everyone! go stab a dictator!

1. brutus by the buttress / 2. lyrics from “breezeblocks” by alt-j / 3. excerpt from “little red riding hood addresses the next wolf” by brenna twohy / 4. lyrics from “cop car” by mitski / 5. art by danielcalmdown / 6. image by @dying-dog / 7. unknown source / 8. unknown source

[transmechanicus]

Every time i’ve had to replant anything with serious roots and shake the dirt out i just can’t unsee the parallel

[transmechanicus]

TERRIFYING TAG BOSS

[transmechanicus]

For the unfamiliar, Turnip28 is a tabletop minis game where the story goes that an apocalyptic explosion devastated Europe in 1819, creating a volcanic winter as a vast complex of colossal and strange mutating roots spread across the land. The majority of animal and plant life went extinct, but warped simulacra of them grew from the roots and established an ecosystem rife with cannibalism and breakneck evolution. Magical and bizarre reflections of carrots, potatoes, mushrooms, and the eponymous turnip were discovered, as well as root creatures resembling pigs, elephants, oxen, or terrifying monstrosities unlike anything before. The reason the tags are so wild is it suggests that humans in the setting came from the roots too, and nothing shown so far rules that out.

[nintengu]

(x)

[marlynnofmany]

I love how the tornado doesn't look malicious. She's just dancing along, doing her thing, and it's a pity you're so very ant-sized below.

[sourcreammachine]

tumblr will turn anything into a girl

[transmechanicus]

of course, this is the turning into a girl website

[lakemojave]

I do believe the girl is turning already

[venuscomb]

“I always have such need to merely talk to you. Even when I have nothing to talk about – with you I just seem to go right ahead and sort of invent it. I invent it for you. Because I never seem to run out of tenderness for you and because I need to feel you near. Excuse the bad writing and excuse the emotional overflow. What I mean to say, perhaps, is that, in a way, I am never empty of you; not for a moment, an instant, a single second.”

— Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West (via buffyfaiths)

[mehreenkhan]

mohabbat mein nahin hai farq jeene aur marne ka usi ko dekh kar jite hain jis kafir pe dam nikle

[heavensghost]

[damazcuz]

Certain words can change your brain forever and ever so you do have to be very careful about it.

[elizabethanism]

The night is your cottage industry now,

the day is your brisk emporium.

The world is full of paper.

Write to me.

-Agha Shahid Ali, “Stationery”

[wedarkacademia]

“(for whose world is not in ruins? whose?)”

—  Agha Shahid Ali, Crucifixion from The Veiled Suite: Collected Poems

[taohun]

from bell telephone hours, agha shahid ali

[llovelymoonn]

on april

charles bernstein me and my pharaoh… \ sylvia plath the journals of sylvia plath (via @metamorphesque​) \ alan dugan april \ t.s. eliot the wasteland (via @poetryofmanya​) \ e.e. cummings 95 poems, complete poems of e.e. cummings: 1904-1962: “first robin the;” (via @soracities​) \ georgia rebecca (@fleursdesmorts​) tenebrous \ edna st. vincent millay spring \ sylvia plath the unabridged journals

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[theyovngveins]

growing up and staying still

[awkward-sultana]

Jean-Paul Sartre / Sarah Canary, Karen Joy Fowler / Tumblr: geopsych / Wallace Stevens / Braggart in Enough Rope, Dorothy Parker / Carol (The Price of Salt), Patricia Highsmith / Tumblr: geopsych / The glint in January’s eyes, O.L. / Calling a wolf a wolf, Kaveh Akbar / Tumblr: vercharles / Artful Home / January Sunrise by Steven Kozar