ghost friends

heaven is a trait |a sideblog|

[soracities]

Reginald Shepherd, “The Friend”

[Text ID: “In the dream I am always posthumous, the sole survivor of myself”]

[mil4n0]

[inlovewiththemooon]

splayed and spilling out

[kuchipachi]

white flag by lucia gallipoli

[miamaimania]

Kate MacDowell ✦ Illuminated porcelain lungs

[paper-wounds]

[zahraa17]

Malcesine, Italy.

[new-grass]

[jennifersbodiesbodiesbodies]

[wovi]

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barthes

[firstfullmoon]

aria aber, “my father drives me to düsseldorf airport” / hedgie choi, “salvage”

[clockwatchers1997]

[weltenwellen]

Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti

[pluto-in-scorpio-blog]

Jarboe of Swans’ hand painted garments.

[soracities]

“I do not want to be alone like this. Why have you not come back to haunt me? It is the least I would have expected of you. Why this silence day after day, night after interminable night? It is like a fog, this silence of yours. First it was a blur on the horizon, the next minute we were in the midst of it, purblind and stumbling, clinging to each other…Send back your ghost. Torment me, if you like. Rattle your chains, drag your cerements across the floor, keen like a banshee, anything. I would have a ghost.”

— John Banville, The Sea

[muzantropic]

Śnieżka, Karkonosze The border between Poland and the Czech Republic

Photo: Tomasz Szyrwiel

[odieum]