Finally Finished My Hidden Figures Print! Another One You Can Find At ECCC! Which I Need To Remember

this is how i used to serve appetizers to customers

[ first contact, communion from everyone on the moon is essential personnel ] by julian k. jarboe

Morning after a Stormy Night, created in 1819

by Johan Christian Claussen Dahl

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

not to be political but why on earth would you choose your wedding venue to be a plantation when you can celebrate your matrimony around beautiful huge bones of ancient creatures

Prelude, Brynne Rebele-Henry

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.

how many selfies does it take for you to know me?

how many does it take for me to know myself

“You read something which you thought only happened to you, and you discover that it happened 100 years ago to Dostoyevsky. This is a very great liberation for the suffering, struggling person, who always thinks that he is alone. This is why art is important. Art would not be important if life were not important, and life is important.”

— James Baldwin, Conversations with James Baldwin

friends