I Want To Open My Mouth And Sound A Language That Calls All Language Home.

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i’m getting a new apartment very soon. i can see the melodrama / wes anderson deco ideas piling up in my head. 

note to self: don’t stop fighting

“we saw the edges of all there is — so brutal and alive it seemed to comprehend us back” Tracy K. Smith, My God It’s Full of Stars (via: skinthepoet)

Messier 78: a reflection nebula in Orion js

I pray you are what waits To break back into the world Through me.

Tracy K. Smith, “The Speed of Belief.” (via literarymiscellany)

Tears of joy fall down A crooked smile appears After all these years

 Nicholas A Browne, Haiku 446 (via wnq-writers)

I try to gain on thoughts Collected

Scramble to top For perspective

A mind is slippery With justification

It’s so easy / to pool / At the bottom

My heart, calling from a phone booth / in the rain.

Sarah Morgan, from “Train,” Animal Ballistics (via tristealven)

maybe i have been thinking with my heart far too long rather than my mind and i have been speaking from my soul rather than my mouth and i have been seeing with my bones rather than my eyes and trust me when i say i love you more than the air i inhale

k.m (via fluohrine)