I miss everything and will never get any of it back. whatever
Felice Casorati, Via Lattea con barche (Milky Way with boats), 1913
maybe the enormity of my desire disgusts YOU. i like it though
Athens, Greece - The iconic statue “The Runner” during the last Monday’s blizzard
Adam Zagajewski, “Try to Praise the Mutilated World”, Without End: New and Selected Poems
“I think poetry is a way of carrying grief, but it’s also a way of putting it somewhere so I don’t always have to heave it onto my back or in my body. The more I put grief in a poem, the more I am able to move freely through the world because I have named it, spoken it, and thrown it out into the sky. Everyone has grief that they carry and sometimes we have anxiety and depression about anticipatory grief. The thing that I’ve found that helps is knowing we are all in this, someone has gone or is going through the same thing. Poetry helps us with that too. Writing. Reading. As James Baldwin said, “You think your pain and heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, and then you read.“”
— Ada Limón interviewed by Lauren LeBlanc, BOMB Magazine (via amaalsdrifting)
Autumn fairies dancing in the wind.
Illustrated by Arthur Rackham.
dude you have x’s for eyes are you ok
Jed portrayed the shapeshifting alien taking the form of a Norwegian dog in John Carpenter’s The Thing (1982). Jed was half-wolf, half Canadian malamute, and according to Carpenter, was an excellent animal actor—after becoming familiar with the cast and crew, he would not look at the camera, crew, or dolly during scenes. Jed’s quiet manner perfectly reflected the alien’s unsettling nature. Jed would go on to act in a few other movies, and lived on his trainer Clint Rowe’s animal sanctuary until his death at age eighteen—quite old for a dog of his breed.
would you collect rocks with me. be honest
starting to think about happiness as something that could be attained every day instead of something you chase for years and years until the conditions are absolutely perfect
to be loved by me is a privilege.
kathleen turner / ana mendieta / david shrigley / audre lorde
- Edna St. Vincent Millay
frankly clarice, i don’t give a lamb





