ana-ees reblogged
“—I sent my grief away. I cannot care / forever.”
— John Berryman, from The Dream Songs: Poems

“—I sent my grief away. I cannot care / forever.”
— John Berryman, from The Dream Songs: Poems
Are you still alone
in bed? Is it morning yet where you are? The smoke turns to rain as usual. Listen, my love. This year is just a visitor & next year’s
ghost. Take care of it because yes—yes, you do deserve flowers for once in your life. You will be the only one left. So hold my hand & call me
tomorrow. We are all here.
— Michael Wasson, from “Your Shadow Invents You Every Time Light Fails to Pass Through You,” published in Poetry
Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
rachel goswell
don’t worry // the 1975
no number is big enough
Pixies
Is She Weird?
the side effects of being in love
CANCELLED.exe
…God?