Category: quotes

I once had a body
that wasn’t a body—it was a voice
in a god’s mouth. It was the holy vowel.

xshayarsha:

“But what of my gazing at […] Frida Kahlo’s painting of herself as a wounded deer? Five arrows lodged in her side, her antlers tall, her face stoic—less ‘Look what you’ve done to me,’ more ‘I put myself in the way of danger, now I have these souvenirs instead of my life.’”

Chelsea Hodson, from Tonight I’m Someone Else: Essays; The Id Speaks, Mid-Transformation.

I would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one
word that will protect you
from the grief at the center
of your dream, from the grief
at the center I would like to follow
you up the long stairway
again & become
the boat that would row you back
carefully, a flame
in two cupped hands
to where your body lies
beside me, and as you enter
it as easily as breathing in

bradburyblues:

What I Carried by Maggie Smith

roofbeams1:

danez smith, “recklessly” (excerpt) from don’t call us dead, 2017 

…stop hurting your body, forgive yourself. your flesh is just a cocoon holding in your energy, it is not who you are. your identity is not your body- it is your energy, vibrancy, kindness, intelligence, the way you make others feel. Your body is a biologically perfect machine, built perfectly to keep your beautiful mind alive and healthy.

The hands that touched us don’t belong to us, only / deeper, when the roses darken, / a rhythm in the mountain’s shadow / crickets moisten our silence in the night.

Love is vivid. I never wanted the pale version.

Blood of my sweet unrest runs all the same—I am in love with you—

No matter what you say — I want to be near you.