“All You Can Do Is Involve Yourself Totally In Your Own Life, Your Own Moment, Lonzi Said. And When

Potomac River

guy who's profiting from it: look, i don't like it either

by V. Vatagin, 1959

Joyce Lin, Wood Chair in Fir, 2024

girls love having their little digital archives

“I am paranoid about how much grief a tree can witness. That these woods grow older & never break their silence seems unfeeling.”

— Emily Skaja, “Elegy With Rabbits,” from Brute (via bostonpoetryslam)

“But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.”

— Margaret Atwood

mental illness made me so desperate for joy that i forgot it was this simple… feeling the ocean against your skin… a really good guitar riff… sun on your back… holding the door for a stranger… a cold shower on a hot day…….. the world is like a cradle and i am just a little baby. eyes wide open there is so much to see

men *in a menacing & evil tone*