I need to sleep maybe until September

imagining a scenario where you bring your body to the afterlife with you & when asked for proof you've lived you show all the scars and stretchmarks and wrinkles and cellulite and pockmarks and bald patches and saggy skins etc etc. then you're let through.

Cameron Awkward-Rich, from "Another Middle-Class Black Kid Tries to Name It" [transcript in ALT]

*feels deeply but cannot explain*

Love?

Love sometimes materializes in unlikely places,

Like wayward weeds between concrete cracks,

Like foreign coins on local streets.

I find myself looking at my feet while I walk,

my soul humming a sombre note.

There is no displaced weed there, no strange little coin.

- "Why I Look At My Feet When I Walk," Nini Realista Garado

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- Beau Taplin

This coffee made me feel something today.

㋡🥀

Amazing view..

I recommend silence

Wait, 'cause I'm trying to bring her back.

Hari Alluri, from “Ancestral Memory”, After Kwame Dawes 

I am hungry for touch & ashamed to be looked at

— Safia Elhillo, from "Summer," Girls That Never Die

Lindsay C. Gibson, Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents

i'm such a brave girl (sat in the library catching up on emails on a monday morning)

i spend my days waiting. waiting for the water to boil and my tea to be ready. for spring to come back. for more daylight. the oil in the pan to heat up. a “hey i miss you” or “can you help me out for a second?” or “you want to hang out?” text. for my phone to finish charging. for good news. flowers on the table. the next hug. “hey, you got the job!”. waiting for the sun. to set. to rise. to see both. for summer to be around the corner. a good song. a falling star. a text back. i spend my time waiting to be remembered. i spend my time repeating that tomorrow will be better. tomorrow will be better. i spend my days waiting and waiting and waiting. i spend my days waiting unbearably.

"I am fond of lovers but I cannot love, I am too far away, am banished."

- Franz Kafka