We must strive to love who we are throughout the process of becoming who we want to be.
Steve Back - Pink Lakes
Aerial image of the lakeshore hutt lagoon in western australia. surreal colours are naturally occurring due to strong concentrations certain algae>
"… the hunter’s heart,
the hunter’s mouth, the trees and the trees and the
space between the trees, swimming in gold."
Excerpt from Richard Siken’s “Snow and Dirty Rain” (via commovente)
Today, this day was a brimming cup,
today, this day was the immense wave,
today, it was all the earth.
Today the stormy sea
lifted us in a kiss
so high that we trembled
in a lightning flash
and, tied, we went down
to sink without untwining.
Today our bodies became vast,
they grew to the edge of the world
and rolled melting
into a single drop
of wax or meteor.
cancers need to hide sometimes,
"She sat vigilant, watching her tresses falling to the floor. With each snip, she felt the stiffness of her shoulders loosening, the burden of heavy hair no longer straining her neck. She could still feel the thick thumping of the braid against her back, skipping rope. She remembered how it would get in her way, scratch her eyes, cause her to trip up. She hated how the boys yanked at it. Later, she used the long layers as a shield, hid behind it when the boys grew into men and stared. On the red leather chair, Kim slowly began to admire the new cut. She liked the way it revealed the shape of her skull, its ability to capture her expressions with clarity, and most of all, how it forced her to be brave."
Angie Chau, Quiet As They Come (via susurrations)
pls excuse my extended absence, I was evolving