Some Say The Loving And The Devouring Are All The Same Thing.

breakfast

I ATE A BIG BAG OF FACTORY REJECT SEEDS UNTIL A HEALTHY FLOWER UNFURLED IN MY CHEST ...

I MISTOOK THE SENSATION FOR LOVE AND DIED.

on shame and yearning (pt.2)

Guillaume Apollinaire, from Aubade (tr. by Donald Revell); Alcools: Poems, 1913

Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “The way I was taught to love”

[Text ID: “Half daughter, / half apology, all fire and the wrong kind of love.”]

man the bravest shit you can do in this world is love indefinitely

Anne Carson, from “The Glass Essay”, Glass, Irony, and God

are you free tonight

i woul do anything to be free

Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies