Grixelda

Calvin and Hobbes - It’s July Already

it’s been ten years and i can confirm that everything still happens so much. happy anniversary king

𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟷𝟿, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟼 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

Linda Gregg

The sun had just gone out and I was walking three miles to get home. I wanted to die. I couldn’t think of words and I had no future and I was coming down hard on everything. My walk was terrible. I didn’t seem to have a heart at all and my whole past seemed filled up. So I started answering all the questions regardless of consequence: Yes I hate dark. No I love light. Yes I won’t speak. No I will write. Yes I will breed. No I won’t love. Yes I will bless. No I won’t close. Yes I won’t give. Love is on the other side of the lake. It is painful because the dark makes you hear the water more. I accept all that. And that we are not allowed romance but only its distance. Having finished with it all, now I am not listening. I wait for the silence to resume.

Even Darwin had his bad days.

Oil on canvas,  42 x 32.5 cm

Finnish, 1914–2001

lie to me

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned

The list by Richard Siken

Richard Siken. From: I Do Know Some Things (Copper Canyon, 2025), his first collection since a stroke made him shift to prose poems.

Jeanette Winterson, Night Side of the River; from 'JW2: Unexplained'