Sometimes I Happen To People,

I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn't exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It's beautiful and doomed.

-Viv Albertine

There are some things that fill me with lumps of emotions, someone touching my hand, looking deep into someone's eyes, sky changing it's colors, clusters of clouds forming weird and beautiful shapes,the setting sun, someone's giggle .

- Anneshwa✨

I wish

I wish I wrote the way I thought; Obsessively, Incessantly, With maddening hunger. I’d write to the point of suffocation. I’d write myself into nervouse breakdowns, Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing. And I’d write about you a lot more than I should.

Benedict Smith; “I Wish I Wrote the Way I Thought”

musings on hands

— ocean vuong, yves pires, berenice abbott, jean-baptiste carpeaux, auguste rodin, james croak, gian lorenzo bernini, david altmejd, roland faunte

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June Jordan, from Haruko/Love Poems

Competition kills the joy of the process.