They Call Them Moon Jellyfish: Those Small Little Creatures With The Flowers On Their Backs. And, Tucked

Hate is a Strong Word

When you finally get my heart in your claws before the blood cools, I want you to swallow it. Swallow it whole and choke on it.

 - Della La Count

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“A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him up for her own, Pressed her body to his body, Laughed; and plunging down Forgot in cruel happiness That even lovers drown.”        ―    W.B. Yeats

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You’re a defiant act of creation.

Elisabeth Hewer, from “World Inside Expanding,” Wishing for Birds (via lifeinpoetry)

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My bath looks like the night sky

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In Aztec mythology, Coatlicue (”she with serpent skirts”) is the mother of the 400 stars in the sky, and one daughter, Coyolxauhqui (”she with bells on her cheeks”). When Coatlicue becomes pregnant illegitimately (by touching a tuft of hummingbird feathers - this sort of stuff happens a lot in Mesoamercan mythos), her children become both embarrassed and enraged. But none more so than her daughter, Coyolxauhqui. Together with her 400 brothers, she launches an attack on her mother, but it is foiled when her mother’s unborn son Huitzilopochtli (”the hummingbird on the left”) springs forth from her womb, armed for battle.

Huitzilopochtli dismembers Coyolxauhqui, and flings her head into the sky where it becomes the moon, so that her mother might look upon her always.