After a certain age, there’s no one left to turn to.
You’ve got to find Eurydice on your own,
you’ve got
to find the small crack
between here and everywhere else all by yourself.
How could it be otherwise?
Everyone’s gone away, the houses are all empty,
and overcast starts to fill the sky like soiled insulation.
-Charles Wright, “No Direction Home”
“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.” ~ George Carlin (Taken with instagram)
Bee food for a beestung girl (Taken with instagram)
(Source: artsysatyr, via fuckyeahitchywitch)
Lightning strikes and I’m done for… (Taken with instagram)
Frances O’Roark Dowell, Where I’d Like To Be
Submitted by stripperwithaheartofgold.
(via fuckyeahpaganism)
her gingerbread dress: Fable of the Mermaid and the Drunks by Pablo Neruda
All these men were there inside
when she entered, utterly naked.
They had been drinking, and began to spit at her.
Recently come from the river, she understood nothing.
She was a mermaid who had lost her way.
The taunts flowed over her glistening flesh.
Obscenities…
The Penitent Magdalen~I always visit her when I’m here (Taken with instagram)
A muse (she looks right through me)
Peace (at the Met) (Taken with instagram)
My world is in my hands… (Taken with instagram)
Purify yourself and become dust, so that from dust, flowers can grow.
~Rumi
“It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life. Where you stumble, there lies your treasure.” ~Joseph Campbell
“ I put it down on paper and then the ghost does not ache so much. ”
Sandra Cisneros, The House On Mango Street (via cigrette)
(Source: boxofoctaves, via apoetreflects)
