pityroad:

— Forfeiting My Mystique, Kaveh Akbar, in ‘100 Queer Poems, an anthology’ (2022)

[text ID: Hafez said

fear is the cheapest room / in a house, that we ought / to live in better / conditions. I would / happily trade all my / knowing for plusher / carpet, higher ceilings.]

imp:

some of you never had an intense homoerotic years-long friendship in your early to mid teens that culminated in a dramatic friend breakup and it shows.

leopardheart-deactivated2023022:

this is one of my favourite poems ever. it’s so sad yet hopeful. so strong yet short. it’s dusk… your daughter’s tall… it’s dusk! your daughter’s tall!

varosemariehathaway:

↪ grey’s anatomy [ meredith grey ]

like or reblog if you use

unpardonablesins:

art + lemony snicket

x x x x x

dearorpheus:

“I understood the true fate of Orpheus, that love is a constant terror of loss.”

— Kazimierz Wierzyński, tr. by Czeslaw Milosz, “A Word of Orphists,”
(via violentwavesofemotion)

beingharsh:

The Harlem Line, Nigel Van Wieck / Manifest Destiny, Bo Bartlett / Eleven A.M., Edward Hopper / Night-time Solitude, Holly Warburton / Tell the Wolves I’m Home, Carol Rifka Brunt

:

drawing a lot of graveyards recently