“The Word ‘naked’ Is A Translation Of The Hebrew Erom, Which Is Used To Describe A State Of Being

“The Eye-Mote,” by Sylvia Plath

“Port of Spain, 2002” by Olivia Gatwood. Check out Olivia’s impressive debut collection, New American Best Friend.

I see you as a god / at the crossroads burning your secrets for lamplight.

Sade Murphy, from “self portrait: acetone and hesitance carved into linoleum,” published in Joint (via lifeinpoetry)

I couldn’t quite comprehend what betrayal was, but suddenly with your knife in my back - betrayal has never tasted so bittersweet.

j.b.r - 17.05.16 (via lucid-vissions)

my mum is coming to paris on tuesday. we haven't seen each other in about a year and a half... i wanna get her flowers for when i pick her up at the airport. which kind of flower is ideal for this situation? which kind of flower shouts thank you for existing, thank you breathing by my side?

So I entered. So I lost.       I lost it all with my eyes   wide open.

Ocean Vuong, Threshold (via: skinthepoet)

– Anne Carson, “Short Talk on Van Gogh”

Do you ever realize how badly you’re going to miss a moment while you’re living it? Like wow, these are the good days. I am here and I am happy and I feel alive.

Unknown (via sunsetquotes)

I swallowed the entire ocean, just to make sure that you could never drown again.

dontforgetcoffee  (via wnq-writers)

What a view to wake up to - Sapa, Vietnam

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