February 2012
“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
– Pablo Neruda (via olivicat)
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She moved with a certain carefulness, as though there was always someone beside her whom she mustn’t wake. It was not with delicacy or grace that she carried herself, but rather with apprehension that everything around her was made of glass and would shatter at even the slightest touch. And sometimes they did, and the shards of the world she once knew would be strewn upon the ground. Yet she...
“I penetrate the sex of
the whole earth, her heat
chars me and my entire body...”
– excerpt from Frida Kahlo’s Diary (via fernsandmoss)
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I am part of a secret group on Facebook and we discuss secret things and it makes me feel so secretive and bad and stuff (heheh) :3
“She speaks burgundy birds
blue gold wings flowers indolent on her breasts
she...”
– Chrystos, Double Phoenix (via fernsandmoss)
“no moon, sun, diamond, hands —
fingertip, dot, ray, gauze, sea.
pine green,...”
– excerpt from Frida Kahlo’s diary (via fernsandmoss)
