All the wilderness of the world is yours to enjoy

random-brushstrokes:

Gaston Bogaert - Octobre (n.d.)

academia-core:

heaven

rosacarolina:

stardotnet:

ive been thinking a lot about the golden records lately

transmisc2:

this is was actually my first erasure poem and i really liked it and have done more since

fruitandflowercrowns:

i’m so ready for summer

source

fruitandflowercrowns:

this time around, it’ll work!

the-mourning-sun:

morepeachyogurt:

marlena by julie buntin

fromdarzaitoleeza:

-Bylthe baird, if my body could speak

deviika:

Jane O. Wayne // Kate Jacobs

lifeinpoetry:

Sometimes, I cry so hard I can feel it in my ribs. / I feel like the real me is backed into a corner inside me

— Ama Asantewa Diaka, from “Saturday Evening WhatsApp Message,” Woman, Eat Me Whole