The words create nothing but themselves

But her beauty was more than their beauty, and her sorrow deeper than their sorrows ― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion

Comfort era

- Alfonsina Storni

u.k.

@lovesdaya

11.06.2026—taken most of this week off, which has been very good for my mental health. rest is resistance folks!!

Let them leave language to their lonely betters Who count some days and long for certain letters; We, too, make noises when we laugh or weep: Words are for those with promises to keep.

i forgot to post my new york stack of books! i somehow managed to fit this alongside my clothes in my carryon

Currently reading

woke up with the sun

childhood hot car smell, dry stone wall, a bunch of cow parsley, cyclers' path, view over farms from the new place, a bead of sweat on my back, first bite into a flat peach