How many incarcerated people actually need to be rehabilitated, really? How many people just need a decent income, or better quality of life overall, or steady childcare, or to not be punished for made-up crimes?
Vintage Buffalo 90s black leather boots on etsy
I don’t have a guidebook for love. One day it’s a flower I wear on my jacket, on another, it’s a dagger hidden in our bed, on another, it’s a flame that sears. Still, on another, it’s a sugar cube dissolving sweetly on my tongue.
Nizar Qabbani, tr. by Nayef al-Kalali, from Republic of Love: Selected Poems; “Give Me Love, Turn Me Green”
‘Flowering Trees of the Orient’ (1921).
Garden catalogue from A. E Wohlert, the Garden Nurseries.
U.S. Department of Agriculture, National Agricultural Library.
archive.org
“Even before I touch you: how you start to imitate the way the ground fog wavers across the grass. Some nights the dew seems to soak the stars. Your laugh settling in the corners. Your words weeding the flowers.”
— Richard Jackson, from “Things I Forgot to Put on My Reminder List,” The Heart as Framed: New and Select Poems (Press 53, 2022)
Zentyatze Echeverria shot by Enrique Leyva
From a documentary about Akha people (an indigenous tribe to mountain forests in Thailand). Like many other indigenous people in the world, they are blamed for environmental destruction (despite taking care of the land and maintaining biodiversity), and were forcefully relocated so loggers and industrial farmers could use the land and use impoverished Akha people as laborers.
I’ll stay in Today by Chukwu Adaeze
Ya Allah surround us with those who have our best interest at heart