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The tea was always chamomile. The ribs were always yours. You just never asked what kind of hunger requires both.

— Fisayo Adeyeye, from “Dissociation as Time Travel,” published in Vagabond City (via 7-weeks)

The Garden of Eden, Ernest Hemingway || Ophelia, John William Waterhouse || Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude, Ross Gay || Night, Ferdinand Hodler || Litany in Which Certain Things are Crossed Out, Richard Siken || Nickie Zimov

— emma tranter | excerpt from my heartless girls zine, coming soon  (via stimartins)

Nikita Gill, from Fierce Fairytales Poems & Stories to Stir Your Soul; "Gretel After Hansel," (edited)

Hard Loving, Marge Piercy

“nostalgia is a villain that we are told is a hero, all it ever does is hurt.”

Ocean Vuong, “A Letter to my Mother that She Will Never Read” The New Yorker, May 2017 

— I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)

— Lora Mathis (via perrfectly)

Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness

— Nicole Lyons