August 14, 1932 Anais: Don’t expect me to be sane anymore. Don’t let’s be sensible. It was a marriage at Louveciennes—you can’t dispute it. I came away with pieces of you sticking to me; I am walking about, swimming, in an ocean of blood, your Andalusian blood, distilled and poisonous. Everything I do and sayContinue reading “Letter to Anais from Henry”
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जुस्तजू क्या है
What is yearning
Billy Collins — The Vale of Soul-Making
Taking Off Emily Dickinson’s Clothes First, her tippet made of tulle, easily lifted off her shoulders and laid on the back of a wooden chair. And her bonnet, the bow undone with a light forward pull. Then the long white dress, a more complicated matter with mother-of-pearl buttons down the back, so tiny and numerous […]Continue reading “Billy Collins — The Vale of Soul-Making”
“They’re singing Deck The Halls
andd my life sucks”
Distressed
Perpetually bound to be
In another universe
Tropical forests
are where we evolved from and forests are fundamental to our physical and psychological well being. They’re being depleted ruthlessly by greedy corporations who partner with governments to produce sad stuff, to sell us sad stuff for profit so that we can buy it, get hooked on it– to be less sad? Don’t buy it–breakContinue reading “Tropical forests”
Or are her lips moist, and red, like a pomegranate
Slapped by leaves
Branching leaves slapped my face through a bike ride And I rode off ringing, blessed a new woman
Alphachanneling — Phoos
Born in Switzerland, Alphachanneling is the pseudonym of an artist based in Oakland, California. Inspired by, as they put it, “Taoism and tantra, pornography and folk art, BDSM and the divine, the mystical and the occult, indigenous and outsider art”, Alphachanneling creates a utopic world of intensely deep sexual experiences devoid of shame or judgement.… viaContinue reading “Alphachanneling — Phoos”
What can we do…
He seems like the type of guy that caters to his woman, who makes her feel wonderful all the time, puts her needs before his, makes sure she’s happy and satisfied. You seem like the type of girl who could walk all over him. True.
Nice to everybody
The more you see how temporary everything is, the more you want to be extremely nice to everybody. Reminders, from today To the war veteran on the wheelchair, sitting outside on a warm day The young woman alone with a child To the young man huddled in the comfort of his cheap phone The beggarContinue reading “Nice to everybody”
How would you like your men, ma’am?
A young woman walked into sky mall. “How would you like your men, ma’am?” A store clerk asked. “How would I like my men?” She questioned, slightly annoyed that the clerk hadn’t figured out her extra picky nature by now. “How would I like my men?” She repeated while thinking out loud. “Just like howContinue reading “How would you like your men, ma’am?”
There’s no greater feeling
There’s no greater feeling than when a man claims you completely, when you somewhat fancy him. 20151022
Mothers of the East
Dot on forehead And the red powder along your parted hairs, like a red brick road. The smell of roses, temples, and all things holy, heartbreaking, and nostalgic. The thought of gods and a plate full of flowers for offerings, Held by arms close to your frightened chest; a plate full of hopes and aspirationsContinue reading “Mothers of the East”
Ocean of Marigolds
She was born amidst an ocean of marigolds, unravelling herself within the golden globe