Ad astra per aspera

I need to go into the forest and scream for an hour and a half

sorry for romanticising the mundane. i have little else

If you're struggling to write sex, write food. if you're struggling to write food, write gore. if you're struggling to write gore, write sex. They're all variations on the same themes.

it's all sensation and consumption and intimacy. it's all violence and beauty and taste. it's all wild and animalistic and elevated by our humanity. it's all deeply cultural and symbolic. it's all enjoyed by every sense the body has to offer.

"copper syrup drenched her tongue as she dug into its flesh" can be the act of eating pussy, biting through skin, or eating a piece of fruit.

I remember one of my favorite professors saying that the way he read the iliad changed when he became a parent and I think about that a lot

like it’s about thetis helping her son to disastrous ends it’s about zeus knowing his son is doomed and being unable to save him it’s chryseis’ father trying to bargain his daughter back from the greeks it’s hector and andromache wishing their son will survive but knowing he won’t it’s priam kissing the hand of the man who killed his son just to be able to bury him. the iliad is so fundamentally familial

'bear in mind' well yes there are bears in my mind. hibernating and eating berries and hunting for salmon and such, etc etc

what the fuck is rizz. tell me i’m the knife you twist inside yourself

Sorry I’m late I was touching soft moss on a stone wall