Paul Klee, Gesetz, 1938

It is an eerie experience to write something into a novel, believing it is pure fiction, and to learn later on — perhaps years later — that it is true.

Philip K. Dick, How to Build a Universe That Doesn’t Fall Apart Two Days Later, 1978 (via inthenoosphere)

Josh O’Connor for Vanity Fair

O’Connor’s suit by Hermès; shirt and pocket square by New & Lingwood; ring by Hancocks London.

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Toji Temple Flea Market, Kyoto

Los Feliz, CA

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Photo by Trevor Cole

Sometimes, at night, in bed, before I fall asleep, I think about a poem I might write, someday, about my heart, says the heart.

Richard Siken, from “The Language of the Birds,” War of the Foxes (Copper Canyon Press, 2015)

Allen Ruppersberg

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