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OCTOBER

l.m. montgomery, anne of avonlea / claude monet, autumn on the seine at argenteuil / carol bishop hipps / maryanne nguyen, …and i don’t know who i am anymore / sarah guillory, reclaimed / f. scott fitzgerald, the great gatsby / girl in red, we fell in love in october / jacqueline woodson, if you come softly / leon spilliaert, october evening / w.s. merwin, the love for october / richard o. moore, a reminiscence / when harry met sally (1989), dir. rob reiner / ray bradbury, long after midnight / ted kooser, a letter in october / victor charreton, la terrasse, automne / richard shelton, october / katherine blower / oamul lu / anne sexton, a self-portrait In letters

Seal my honey drenched lips, with your petal soft kiss. Place your heaven made palm on my feather dulcet skin. Let them words flow from your poetic mouth, and let them become tattoos on my sacred back. Just like the sea rumbles for the the passionate moon, and so do, i for you.

Anneshwa Paul🌻

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she belongs in a museum of flowers, folded between the pages of a book to dry

“Soulmates aren’t just lovers.”

— Ryn Weaver

Somedays i just wanna disappear. Away from everything that i already know, own and have.

August. My birth month. August, the month of heavy pours. August, the month of misty mountains. August, the month of most gorgeous sunsets.

August.

You glow bright and then fade away, like a dream at night meaning nothing when it's day.

Anneshwa ✨

Van Gogh And His Sunflowers by terry wei

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“...and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”

-Van Gogh

I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn't exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It's beautiful and doomed.

-Viv Albertine