My Dorothea. 🩷

“Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness.”

— Allen Ginsberg

a creature can be a girl. …..And! as well, a girl can be a creature

my heart is made of baby pink velvet

Christina Rossetti, from Poems and Prose; “Maiden-Song”

The feminine urge to become an ethereal being not bound by the rules of this world

“Thank you for the walks under the moon.”

— Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Robert Chandler, from “I’m Glad Your Sickness,”

Me @ everyone: look at the moon

“A woman who writes feels too much, those trances and portents! […] She thinks she can warn the stars. A writer is essentially a spy. Dear love, I am that girl.”

— Anne Sexton, from “The Black Art,” published in Poetry (August 1962).

But now I'm bleediiiiiiing 🩷🩷