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"The names we give ourselves are a powerful form of self-determination, of declaring ourselves sovereign territory." - Robin Wall Kimmerer, Gathering Moss

#lit #Robin Wall Kimmerer #Gathering Moss #Quote

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Mags Harries - The Fossil, 1982 The imprint of the artist’s hand was cast in stainless steel and blended into a standard subway pole that was installed in MBTA Redline subway car #1506. It rode with this car for 20 years to be encountered by the unsuspecting hands of subway passengers.

#art #Mags Harries #Subway

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My Lover's House

Bless a Leo who has photos of themselves in their bedroom a giant mirror that faces the bed an altar that burns all night and wears silk negligee who has so much love that it spills from every corner with heart shaped leaf pothos and bees outside

humming just like my heart with her

#poetry #spilled ink #poem

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I'm such a silly fool so in love that I think you will love me back the same way that you will beg scream try your hardest bring down the sun and switch the ocean and the land one handful at a time

I know that's too much to ask for, but I still hope you will move mountains for me even after we're through

#poetry #spilled ink #poets on tumblr #poem #poems on tumblr #breakup poem

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Topography Study V by Charlotta Maria Hauksdottir

[Merci]

#Art #Charlotte Maria Hauksdottir #Topography

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Supposed To

We were supposed to grow old together watch the bats flutter by have a house with two cats in the yard and a blue glass bottle for our water, a cactus out front with it's arms curled to the sky your arms around my waist and matching last names and flowers with eyes like yours and sunflowers all the time even when sunflowers weren't blooming anymore were supposed to be my sun and moon and stars and we were going to belly laugh each day and I'd get your sense of humor and we'd always be home as long as we were together I can't believe we didn't make it Ten years and it still flew by

too soon

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From the walls of TSC, Dhaka University, Bangladesh

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Rootbound

sometimes two plants grow into each other entangle limbs sometimes two plants grow together dream of a sky to share and never notice the pot that cups their roots entangled a suffocating knot

#poetry #spilled ink

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Pteropods, also known as sea butterflies, are sea snails that swim rather than crawl. Via u/Joliot

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Mother Tongue

In another time, I speak to the earth and she understands me

perfectly

#poetry #spilled ink #twc #poetryriot

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Audrey Hepburn with her fawn, Pippin or “Ip”.

#Babes #Audrey Hepburn

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pomegranate

we were just children feasting in the grass on this jewel red ripe and cracked already you taught us how to peel back the skin use our fingernails dig in and get all the seeds one by one i watched the clouds pass over us so slowly i still think about it how the whole world fit into an afternoon how the juice burst and slipped down my chin how for just a moment love was a fruit in our palms

#poetry #spilled ink #poetryriot

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Sometimes I wish I were a full moon on a summer night Sometimes I wish my hair was as dark as the sea beneath her Sometimes I wish I were silk or shimmer or ripple or even a sliver of the beauty of the way the moonlight halos behind her celestial head

#poetry #spilled ink #poetryriot #twcpoetry

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Whale bones on the S. Coast of Snæfellsnes, near Búðir, Iceland, ca. 1900

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Petty

May you see my follower count and feel envy. May you look at my work and compare yourself. May you know second to me. May you know what it feels like to step the fuck back. Step the fuck down. May you know second fiddle. May you know sloppy seconds. May you know afterthought. May you know what it is like to sit in the backseat of my success. Unblocked. I want you to witness me. Witness this. Look upon my accolades. Look upon all the things that I will best you at. Nothing will save you. You, who looks at the moon too. You, who knows of scarred flesh. You, who has taken from me, forsaken me, pitied and disgraced me. I want you to know that you did not swallow me whole. Snake in the grass. Jezebel. Jolene. The moth that comes back every night. The haunt of my dreams for too long. I want to release this. I want to let go, but I don't know how to. How do I un-sow the seeds you have planted? How do I dis-entangle the entangled? Cut the Gordian Knot in my stomach? Erase you from his memory? I-I don't know. So, here. Here is anger. Jealousy. Insecurity. A plague of mediocrity. Every poem I have written, every feeling I have felt. May you listen to this and know exactly who you are.

I hope you live with guilt forever.

I know I do.

#poetry #prose #spilled ink #poetryriot #twcpoetry