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Kyoto

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Larkspur -   Lucy Culliton , 2014.

Australian,b.1966  -

Watercolour, gouache on thick white wove paper , 56.0 x 76.6 cm.

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miriam adeney

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Tom Hennen, "Love for Other Things", Darkness Sticks to Everything

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Eileen Myles, from “Whax ‘N Wayne,” in I Must Be Living Twice

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Jeanette Winterson, All I Know About Gertrude Stein

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heavy-handed with metaphor (as all lovers are) & filled to the brim with music

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this obliterated me

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self love is a process where you reduce the amount of separation you have to experience to be able to look at yourself with compassion

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ediblde is working yeah

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– Virginia Woolf, from a Letter to Violet Dickinson written c. January 1909

[TEXT ID: "I appreciate your concern. None of this is your fault. It's me. It's me and my head. / In winter, I collapse." END ID]

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ANDREA GIBSON x ELINOR CARUCCI

Birthday, written by @andrewgibby;

Stress marks (1999), photograph

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i spend my days waiting. waiting for the water to boil and my tea to be ready. for spring to come back. for more daylight. the oil in the pan to heat up. a “hey i miss you” or “can you help me out for a second?” or “you want to hang out?” text. for my phone to finish charging. for good news. flowers on the table. the next hug. “hey, you got the job!”. waiting for the sun. to set. to rise. to see both. for summer to be around the corner. a good song. a falling star. a text back. i spend my time waiting to be remembered. i spend my time repeating that tomorrow will be better. tomorrow will be better. i spend my days waiting and waiting and waiting. i spend my days waiting unbearably.

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lindsey drager, the archive of alternative endings

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So many idiots have masters degrees maybe I could be the next

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girls get lonely in the winter and fold into themselves and disappear for an indeterminate amount of time and seek solace in solitude and ponder the universe and reinvent who they are before blooming again in the warmer months and letting the molten glow of a honey-gold sun breathe life into their heart and soul and bones. it’s just the way it goes