“It was night, and the rain fell; and falling, it was rain, but, having fallen, it was blood.”
-Edgar Allan Poe
scorpio moon/moon in the 8th house
(via quarterpastmidnight)
“It was night, and the rain fell; and falling, it was rain, but, having fallen, it was blood.”
-Edgar Allan Poe
scorpio moon/moon in the 8th house
(via quarterpastmidnight)
[image description: a quote from the Selected Poems by Frank O’Hara.
‘I am alive with you]
“Poetry is not about an event. It is the event. Art is the resistance of complacency: It always stands in opposition to numbness. That is why it just doesn’t die, poetry—despite so many death notices. It is always there, waking us up when we get numb, poking us in the eye.”
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when she sucks your fingers after it’s been knuckle deep inside her
(via from-the-gallows)
To the Bone, Dorothy Allison
[ID: That summer I did not go crazy / but I wore / very close / very close / to the bone.]
(via opus-pistorum)
Chiharu Shiota - Counting Memories, 2019
Wooden desks, chairs, paper, black wool.
Muzeum Śląskie w Katowicach, Katowice, Poland
Galerie Templon
❝ Nous voyons maintenant que l’abîme de l’Histoire est assez grand pour tout le monde. Nous sentons qu’une civilisation a la même fragilité qu’une vie. ❞
— Paul Valéry, La Crise de l’esprit (1919)
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