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this blog is a museum of my heart
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Charles Baudelaire, “Afternoon Song”
Two boys relaxing on the floor of The Grand Mosque (also known as Al Saleh Mosque), Sana'a, Yemen, by Juan Herrero.
and of course, as thousands of tehranis develop cancers and autoimmune diseases or come into the world with preventable birth defects in the coming years, die and are disabled en masse, the effects rippling outward to their dependents and loved ones, because today there is black smoke cloaking the city and chemical rain coating the ground—will this tally be figured into the many murders of the united states, or will it be swept away like millions others? i am angry.
Mary Oliver, “What Was Once the Largest Shopping Center in Northern Ohio Was Built Where There Had Been a Pond I Used to Visit Every Summer Afternoon.” Why I Wake Early
i love reading, i love thinking about what i am currently reading, i love thinking about what i am going to read next, i love being privileged enough to be able to read, read, read, and read so much that i never tire of it
March 7, 1925 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
From Although Of Course You End Up Becoming Yourself: A Road Trip with David Foster Wallace by David Lipsky.
Sunrise, Louise Glück