Seaglass Picnic, Frances Driscoll

Nothing is difficult if you seek it through your Lord; nothing is easy if you seek it through your self. 

Ibn Ataallah (rahimullah)

from Bhanu Kapil’s The Vertical Interrogation of Strangers

sure, I may be little more than a dog for the military industrial complex, but every once in a while, they let me place a hand on one of their mass-produced wargrinders and feel the heat radiating off of the plate metal like a stovetop I'm not entirely sure I turned off

in the throes of this ecstatic contact, I can pretend for just a moment to be crawling along the spiritual spiderweb of something bigger, more beautiful, and one day, that beautiful thing might see it fit to sink its teeth into me, too

Emily Dickinson, from her poem titled "1188," featured in The Emergency Poet

Wound is the Origin of Wonder, Maya C. Popa

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

Seaglass Picnic, Frances Driscoll

don't ever look up what your childhood friends are up to now!!!!!!!!!! like girl you're a nuclear safety engineer. i put on matching socks today. we played tag a thousand years ago.

JENNY HOLZER, DETAIL FROM LUSTMORD, 1994