feral-ballad:

Sa‘id ‘Aql, tr. by Matthew Sorenson and Naomi Shihab Nye, from Modern Arabic Poetry: an anthology; “The Book of Roses”

decreation:

To the Bone, Dorothy Allison 

[ID: That summer I did not go crazy / but I wore / very close / very close / to the bone.]

athemist:

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“ you live in my dream state ”

cottaegecore:

you are not a machine. you are more like a garden. you need different things on different days. a little sun today, a little less water tomorrow. you have fallow and fruitful seasons. it is not a design flaw. it is wiser than perpetual sameness. what does your garden need today?

unwuaver:

image stylist: jenna

acafethatslove:

wholocked-the-library:

Studio Ghibli + Holding Hands

bellsofatlantis:

Ada Limón, from The Carrying; “Sometimes I think my body leaves a shape in the air”