-  bond girl // e.k.l.

Mary Oliver reciting her poem “Wild Geese,” published in Selected Poems

it glows in the light, in the polluted arid haze

it is night time, and the red-orange-yellow-pink-green glow

streams out towards me.

you dropped me off behind the motel. there are

six dollars fifty two

cents in my pocket.

i have nowhere to go. backwards is you and your memory, and forwards

is the memory of you again, but this time

painful and in the past.

so i stay put. my knees are cool against my chin, my thighs

warm and crushed together with my calves.

the dust and grit and gum from the parking lot is hatching onto my clothes and my skin.

and the lights -

they are bright and vibrant and covered in dust.

hey! i’ve decided to create a discord version of my instagram writing group chat, the scribble society. (the group chat only allows a certain number, so i wanted to expand and invite some people from other platforms.)

you must have discord or be willing to make an account! also, not that many people follow me, so if you’re interested in joining my server, please please reblog and to get this out there! the more the merrier!

here is the link to the server. i’m bad at technology, but i hope it takes you to the introductions topic; if it doesn’t, please find that topic & introduce yourself, and you’re good to go! dm me if you have any questions :)

  -  it’s a quiet love // e.k.l