I’M GOING BACK TO MINNESOTA WHERE SADNESS MAKES SENSE

by Danez Smith

O California, don’t you know the sun is only a god if you learn to starve for him? I’m bored with the ocean I stood at the lip of it, dressed in down, praying for snow I know, I’m strange, too much light makes me nervous at least in this land where the trees always bear green. I know something that doesn’t die can’t be beautiful. Have you ever stood on a frozen lake, California? The sun above you, the snow & stalled sea — a field of mirror all demanding to be the sun too, everything around you is light & it’s gorgeous & if you stay too long it will kill you & it’s so sad, you know? You’re the only warm thing for miles & the only thing that can’t shine.

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oh this is crazy I KNOW SOMETHING THAT DOESNT DIE CANT BE BEAUTIFUL

Sometimes

by Mary Oliver

Something came up out of the dark. It wasn’t anything I had ever seen before. It wasn’t an animal or a flower, unless it was both.

Something came up out of the water, a head the size of a cat but muddy and without ears. I don’t know what God is. I don’t know what death is.

But I believe they have between them some fervent and necessary arrangement.

II.

Sometimes melancholy leaves me breathless…

III.

Water from the heavens! Electricity from the source! Both of them mad to create something!

The lighting brighter than any flower. The thunder without a drowsy bone in its body.

IV.

Instructions for living a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.

V. Two or three times in my life I discovered love. Each time it seemed to solve everything. Each time it solved a great many things but not everything. Yet left me as grateful as if it had indeed, and thoroughly, solved everything.

VI.

God, rest in my heart and fortify me, take away my hunger for answers, let the hours play upon my body

like the hands of my beloved. Let the cathead appear again — the smallest of your mysteries, some wild cousin of my own blood probably — some cousin of my own wild blood probably, in the black dinner-bowl of the pond.

VII.

Death waits for me, I know it, around one corner or another. This doesn’t amuse me. Neither does it frighten me.

After the rain, I went back into the field of sunflowers. It was cool, and I was anything but drowsy. I walked slowly, and listened

to the crazy roots, in the drenched earth, laughing and growing.

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mary oliver u own my whole entire being

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rainlyn

7 months ago

By August, we are sluggish with love and slide two
barrettes into the night of my hair. Like twin fireflies.
Like rabbit feet dyed blue and downhearted, stamping
the side of my head. July’s shadow is almost rot
and we haven’t spoken in days. I play pool with Mik
and count the ways he sinks ball after ball while I await
the doom of going second, soon regret letting him break.
I bet on this game. I bet on the waning of light, fame. I know
most things dim. It’s hot when I leave the bar and I say
Come, sun, you muscular star, thinking heatstroke
might strike this state of weather from my heart.
The trigger of seasons, the treasons of these city streets.
Orchard and Broome. We loom. We make reasons and room
for why things can’t work; we lurk into autumn.
We warm our hands for October’s plume. We say soon, soon,
soon something will be revealed. We fool no one
and are no one’s fool, least of all the late summer gods
who know a burn, who rope in hope, who prepare us
for a meal of dead light. In August, I want snow. I want July.
Midsummer prophet sight. Belief. Faith. A cathedral
with all her weight. A winter love. A new year.
A regal infancy. A Sunday, born.

may to december by Megan Fernandes

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we fool no one and are no one's fool!!!!!!!!!!!!

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rainlyn

6 months ago

ode to emptiness by Sally Wen Mao

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DAMN...

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rainlyn

7 months ago

"Friends dont look at friends that way" COWARD. I look at my friends with awe in my eyes, my chest is filled with love, im glowing because i get to be near my friends. I look at my friends and i would give them my everything. SO SKILL ISSUE, look at your friends with all the love that you have

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yes

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rainlyn

7 months ago