Grindleford, Derbyshire, England by peaklass
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Little River Trail, January 2020
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look how unreal my parents’ place looks in the spring..
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Pancakes
my brain often poses
arbitrary questions
that have no meaning,
but my pretentious
and poetic heart
always finds a way
to pluck out
a golden shimmer of symbolism.
Q:
if you were offered
the best pancakes
in the universe—
pancakes so delicious
saliva poured from your mouth,
pancakes so delightful
your body shook at a single taste
pancakes so delectable
you felt everything good all at once
would you trade
her
for an endless supply?
I imagined the pancakes.
I imagined the feelings.
the shaking
the salivating
A:
Never.
I would choose her
over
and over
and over
and over—
every time.
I would rather watch
countless ravenous people
make their way
up to Mount Olympus,
tasting the sickly sweetness
of the feelings
of the shaking
of the salivating.
There is no trade
no offer
you can pose
that I would take
if it meant losing her.
Because the way she makes me feel,
what we have,
our love,
will always be greater
than those coveted pancakes
that everyone seems to be lusting for.
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Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G. H. (translated by Idra Novey)
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Pose studies of me and my gf bc I miss her and I am touch starved 😀👍🏼
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https://www.instagram.com/p/CJYRhUArsLo/?igshid=14y763hjx67o
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