●a way to let go of my thoughts because I fear they might crush me● ||they/them||
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"There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that others might pick them up."
-Oscar Wilde; The Picture of Dorian Gray
“Distance doesn’t separate people. Silence does.”
— Jeff Hood
Hubble Spots the Spider Galaxy by NASA Hubble Space Telescope
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit
“One day she remembered that it wasn’t her job to make everyone happy.”
— Robin Lee
to live. to live forever.
"A last request—grant it, please.
Never bury my bones apart from yours, Achilles,
Let them lie together . . .
Just as we grew up together in your house"
Patroclus to Achilles
The Iliad - Homer
Frederick Ferdinand Schafer (German, 1839–1927) - In the White Mountains
Charles Bukowski, "young men," from What Matters Most is How Well You Walk through the Fire
Birth
I have my mother's rage.
The quiet rage, the unassuming one,
the rage which grips onto every molecule of your body,
until it claws and licks at your whitened bones.
The rage which sinks its sharp canines in you
which savours the taste of blood,
it craves it.
It lures your loved ones in carefully, it invites them into its stenching residence.
Sets out a nice cup of tea, or perhaps, the good tablecloth.
And when they think it's gone, the rage twists their necks,
and laps up the blood with its serpent tongue.
I have my father's indifference.
I sit and watch as it happens, smiling, as I watch and watch my house burn.
- e.u.
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preoccupied poet, maude phelps hutchins
— Mary Oliver, from Blue Horses, "Little Crazy Love Song"
A Sprite by a Lakeside Temple (Max Roeder, 1894)
Transept of Tintern Abbey, Monmouthshire by Joseph Mallord William Turner
Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “God Searches for God”