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no I don't want to fucking talk about what we both did last Saturday

or what we're going to eat or do tomorrow

all I want to do

is sit here quietly

and bleed

and watch the oceans

turn to blood

I've been making a habit everyday of making my way into the backyard past 6 PM and just drawing and working on comics until 9 or 10. The gold of the sun setting evaporates as the world turns a deep navy blue, and the air breathes a cool hollowness.

It's nice. It's been easier to pick up a pen and pencil like this lately. I hope I can nurture it for awhile.

“I think my grandfather may have the correct approach to art. He’s had a long career, and in his retirement he’s been working on building a boat. I doubt he’ll ever finish it, but I don’t think that’s particularly important to him. He wakes up every morning, drinks his cup of coffee, then goes out to his workshop to sand a tiny portion of wood. He doesn’t need to finish that boat to pay the rent. He can afford to have some distance from it, so he gets to enjoy it. He looks at that boat tenderly, like he looks at his grandkids. He gets to have a dream without the necessity of achieving it.”

#humans of new york #wow

amandahelmpoetry

I hear the swelling of the waves and the crashing of the tides and I remember the first time I tried to deny the existence of God. I looked up at the sky and shouted, “I AM OKAY WITH BEING ALONE” but I wasn’t. I wasn’t. I wasn’t. But we’re done with that now. The waves are swelling now, The tides are crashing now.

Amanda Helm, Swelling and Crashing (via amandaspoetry)

I cannot stop thinking about all this doom and guck inside me and work has been so mentally taxing I am so glad I am leaving in a week