Between Black & White, Gray

part of scientists fear is inspired on a story my neighbor told me about this boy she used to date. last nite i gave her a copy of my new zine & just got a text from her saying that particular poem was her fav. poetry whispers names and memories to people.  

Flowers which as in a dream at sunset I watered faithfully not knowing how much I loved them. I am so lonely in my glory.

Allen Ginsberg, “Transcription of Organ Music,” Howl (via millionen)

To be touched so lovingly, so fondly, as if one were still healthy. As if one were still worthy of affection and respect? It was cheering. It gave us hope.  We were perhaps not so unlovable as we had come to believe

George Saunders (Lincoln in the Bardo)

Overlook by Rob Hauer

Eighty-nine (source)

Four out of Five / Arctic Monkeys : Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino

A short pitstop in the South Island one morning. 

New Zealand

Lost to be found