My mind never sleeps. Unfortunately o(╥﹏╥)o.

— Chen Chen, from “How I Became Sagacious,” in When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities

Sylvia Plath, in a letter to Ruth Tiffanny Beuscher written c. July 1962

Alex Dimitrov, “Poem Written in a Cab”, Love and Other Poems

Margaret Atwood, We are hard

Monologue of Despair Penelope Alegria

Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath’ / Vilhelm Hammershøi / Nicole Krauss, from ‘The History of Love’ / Ramon Casas / Joy Harjo, from ‘Speaking Tree’ / D S (saatchiart) / Fyodor Dostoevsky, from ‘The Idiot’ / Aleardo Terzi / Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Bell Jar’

How to make Warrior Outfit of Withered Leaves (cr粘花贴草)

What you will see if you go to Chongqing in Southwestern China

freedom

HOW’S THAT HOUSE THAT RAISED YOU? - Lev St. Valentine

There's a method of growing rhubarb called "forcing" where it's raised in total darkness and tended to in brief intervals of candlelight. The plant thrives only because it's looking for an absnet sun, and extends to fast you can hear the growing pains. Forcing can weaken the crop but if done correctly can yield a sweeter, more desirable result. Not everything needs to be an allegory. All the same, I am aware that there are things that have happened in my formative years that I have no words to describe and that only God's eyes have seen.]

OP: This is the first time I've seen the Yellow River's sediment discharge with my own eyes.

(source: Wikipedia)

@mikkeneko

oh my god??

adult grief by louise glück

louise glück!!!!

in the raw wind of the new world.]

On Seatbelts and Sunsets Hanif Abdurraqib