the moon throbs in its socket

Caught the moon hanging out in the bird bath this morning.

Lydia M Gifford by Tim Walker for Blumarine fall 2000

Béatrice Dalle (1992)

CUTiE 1997 8/18.9/1

maya angelou / adrienne rich / clarice lispector / toni morrison / james baldwon / anne sexton / sylvia plath / joan didion / langston hughes / simone de beauvoir

Oil on Canvas, 24  x 26 

by Jesse Herzog

Backstage at Yohji Yamamoto AW15, Photography Marie-Amélie Tondu

Close Distance by Anders Petersen (2002)

“We dream—it is good we are dreaming— It would hurt us—were we awake— But since it is playing—kill us, And we are playing—shriek—”

Francesca Woodman, Untitled, New York, 1979-1980.

The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

garbage, silence is golden