Der Astralmensch (The Astral Man), Sascha Schneider The Language Of The Birds, Richard Siken

“It is holy / to say any name 3 times, but I’ve stood in front of enough mirrors/ to know no one is coming / just because you ask for them”

— Reyna N.A. Excerpt of “Ghost”, from “Hand Made Ghosts” (via exit152)

“My love is honey tongue. Dandelion wine in a pitcher. Thirsty love. My love licks it’s fingers before it has even fed. My love is peach juice dripping down the neck. Too much sugar love. Cavity love. Toothache, tummy ache love. Soft hands holding the jaw open love. Summer love. Sticky sweet, sticky sweat love. My love can’t ride a bike. My love walks everywhere. Wanders through the river. Feeds the fish, skips the stones. Barefoot love. My love stretches itself out on the grass, kisses a nectarine. My love is never waiting. My love is a traveller, a fruit-eater, a holder. My love is alive. Warm. It lives. It breathes.”

— Caitlyn Siehl, Warm after “Love, Gravity, and Other Forces” by Anita Ofokansi (via alonesomes)

from “a hunger like no other” || sk osborn

“(…) no one wants a half-remembered tragedy. You must know the width of the knife and how it ruined you, name the organs it kissed.”

— Life of the Party, ‘Addendum II to No Baptism’ by Olivia Gatwood (via decreation)

neta l. in spite

[Text ID: “Admit it was on purpose. Confess that you saw the rot and chose to stay. That you touched the cobwebs and the dusty staircase and you loved me still. That you saw it all and lived there deliberately. That you fixed the leaky faucet instead of turning it off and changed the light bulbs instead of kneeling in broken glass. Tell me you weren’t blind and deaf to it, promise you loved me knowingly.” /End ID]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980

“I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth”

— Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V 

“I will lose you. It is written into this poem the way the fisherman’s wife knits his death into the sweater.”

— Gregory Orr, “The Sweater,” The Caged Owl: New & Selected Poems

i would do anything you want me to

@emptystic // nothing but thieves “lover please stay” // richard siken “planet of love” // normal people (2020) // emily palermo “what i could never confess without some bravado” // phoebe bridgers“moon song” // phoebe bridgers “graceland too” // elisabeth hewer “dove hands” // roger rossel “caitlin ciara and rominuse” // normal people (2020) // stephen adly guirgis “the last days of judas iscariot”

wolves without teeth // of monsters and men