i’d rather die than do math in any context
Peace be upon you, around you, and most importantly within you
“The cold is nipping at everyone’s throats today here, but mine especially. I’m all jaw- slacked, doe-eyed, entranced by the way it feels like such a familiar hurt. I’ve known these bites on my skin before. I know how the blood bubbles right beneath the surface, a temporary reminder of the good-hearted decisions you thought you were making. Honey, you know pain never solves a damn thing. You sit alone in your bed afterwards and finger the marks. Inside. Inside. Inside. Get out. But those words don’t come. Trapped animal so small not even the loudest growl from you is heard. You’re always playing prey.”— winter thinks i’m easy prey // Haley Hendrick
Stop disturbing women you’re not ready for. Please
“There was a silence in which she stopped suddenly and held his hands. Her eyes were ardent in their liquid brightness. Omovo thought: ‘Can I find my way out of those eyes?’”— Ben Okri, from Dangerous Love (Orion Pub Co, 1999)
“I don’t want to remember more, now that I remember so much. I remember everything, but I don’t want to remember.”— Octavio Paz, from Convergences: Essays; “Remember That Voice,”
“Poetry as a cemetery. A cemetery of faces, hands, gestures. A cemetery of clouds, colors of the sky, a graveyard of winds, branches, jasmine (the jasmine from Swidnik), the statue of a saint from Marseilles, a single poplar over the Black Sea, a graveyard of moments and hours, burnt offerings of words. Eternal rest be yours in words, eternal rest, eternal light of recollection.”— Anna Kamienska (trans. Clare Cavanagh) in Industrious Amazement (via mothwood)
