This is why some of us wake up in the middle of night looking for saint— and maybe your saint is the moon, or maybe your phone, or maybe it’s that moment you walk out the door to look up at the stars just to prove to the heavens you’re still alive.
— Kelli Russell Agodon, from “I Don’t Own Anxiety, But I Borrow It Regularly,” published in Glass: A Journal of Poetry
predatory wasp of the palisades, sufjan stevens || i lost a friend, finneas o’connell || the odyssey || darker than erebus, L.L. || dead poets society, 1989 ||sylvia plath || i loved my friend, langston hughes || richard siken
Lee Hyemi, tr. by Soje, from Unexpected Vanilla; “Inside the tower”
[Text ID: “Why am I / inside this absence”]
{Sarah Kane, Sarah Kane: Complete Plays: "Crave"/ Mahmoud Darwish/ Oliver Masters/ Mary Oliver, When Did It Happen?/ Ryan O' Connell/ Unknown/ Victoria Chang, "Dear D", Dear Memory: Letters on Writing, Silence, and Grief/ Unknown/ Frank Bidart, Half-Light: Collected Poems, "End of a Friendship"/ Marion, from the film Another Woman, written & directed by Woody Allen (Orion Pictures, 1988)/ Charles Baudelaire, Poems in Prose, "A Hemisphere in Your Hair"/ F. Scott Fitzgerald/ Mihail Sebastian, For Two Thousand Years/ Anne Carson, Glass, Irony and God/ Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore/ Donte Collins, "Grief, Again"/ Joyce Carol Oates, We Were Mulvaneys (Plume, 1997)/Pictures from Pinterest}
“But I know better. You’re dead, and I’m the worst kind of alive.”
— Adam Silvera, History Is All You Left Me (via incandescentghost)
“My dear, how far do you go hunting monsters before you become one yourself?”
— ashpichu (via ourobcros)
a soft epilogue .
she-ra and the princesses of power, nd stevenson / seventy years of sleep #4, nikka ursula (n.t). / cottage and wildlowers, hailey e. herrera / ireland, liza anne / sleeping in, leslie allen