Fathers, Sons, Flight—as Far As Fathers Go, No One Would Rank Daedalus As World’s #1 Dad. Why Didn’t

all the symbolism and stuff aside, i will never, EVER, be able to live down the fact that Daphne didn't end up with Francisco

The Zen of La Llorona

by Deborah Miranda

La Llorona rises over my town– a solitary curve, sharpened by someone else’s fury. I read a small gray Zen book Everyone loses everything. Lovers, families, friends, possessions, egos– we keep nothing of this world, not even our bodies. It’s as if you’d lost your favorite teacup, you see. No amount of searching, weeping or wailing will bring it back. If you want a drink, use a different container. Write a long series of passionate poems about your cup. Hell, write a whole book. Obsession is the mother of creation. But as you compose, sip from the new mug. It will become your mug of choice. You’ll lose that one, too. And so on. In theory, anyway, we outlast dispossession: Ceramic mugs, hearts, continents. Outside, La Llorona’s knife slices the indigo heart of silence. Nonsense, she howls. There’s always something left to lose.

PSA:

1. If you are not silly, it is vital you become silly

2. If you are silly, you must stay silly

2. If you used to be silly but have stopped, you must make all efforts to return to silliness

Anis Mojgani, “Here I am,” Songs from Under the River

Silas Denver Melvin, Love as an Act of Merciful Conquer

I won’t last. Memory is sweet. Even when it is painful, memory is sweet.

Li-Young Lee, Mnemonic

Alice Notley, In The Pines

Marina Tsvetaeva

Elle Emerson, Regarding the Röttgen Pietà

Tony Kushner, Angels in America

Mary Oliver, Devotions

Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost

Suzanne Rivecca, Ugly, Bitter and True

Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost

repetition in poetry // part ii

(part i) (part iii) (part iv)

Compilation of deleted scenes from tdr (from now-deleted tweets from rfk)

(full credit to @rinezhabot on twitter for the original tweet and gathering the screenshots!)

"I could make that abstract art, anyone could" then make it. Unironically. Go buy some paints. Do a mild googling. Do it, make the same art. See what it feels like. Find out what it inspires in you. Back in high school one kid was pretty disparaging of Jackson Pollock's art until we MADE Jackson Pollocks and it became his THING for the rest of the year. You could go into the art room on break to find him picking out colors and preparing space to make em. Try on the abstract art and let yourself forge a genuine connection to it, coward.

Finally finished my Hidden Figures print! Another one you can find at ECCC! Which I need to remember to make a map of my location lol

this was always going to happen.

matthew stover, david levithan, margarita karapanou, aeschylus, karese burrows, richard siken

Sometimes those scenes would go on and on and on and you’d be like…are they going to call cut? Cause this is going on forever.

John Steinbeck, East of Eden