“Why does the sea run in me?”— Julia de Burgos, from “Blue to Earth In You,”
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos, transl. by Jack Agüeros (Curbstone Books, 1995) (via weltenwellen)
(via sweetestsecrets)
…At night I dream that you and I are two plants
that grew together, roots entwined
“If someday the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised,
because every night I tell her about you.”Shahrazad al-Khalij
Haven’t showed my face on here in a while. Today I got glasses. Turns out I’m super blind and unaware. Also life is insane and I’m finally starting to look my age. Which is awesome cus I always felt like a baby.
She turned away, but with the autumn weather
Compelled my imagination many days,
Many days and many hours:
her hair over her arms and her arms full of flowers
There is nothing so black as the inferno of the human mind.
I’m just dying to say, ‘Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off a bridge?’ or ‘Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that is going to swallow you?’ But you can’t say that at a…party.
I am not one person; I am many people; I do not altogether know who I am.
I shall be glad for October, when this queer, hot, uncertain September has gone its way.
I wanted “peace”, to be left alone in my…world. Real life oppressed me with its novelty so much that I could hardly breathe.
// Cha-cha-changes…//
I took a leap of faith. I married my best friend. The one person who knows my soul, trauma, fears, and dreams better than I know my own. I became a wife. With that came the responsibility of becoming a step-mom wrapped in an adorable pint sized little package. Both things I never imagined would happen. A new level of responsibility intertwined with a new found sense of trust. I am content. I am loved. Most Importantly I now love in its purest form; selflessly.
This year has been kind to me.
You can erase someone from your mind. Getting them out of your heart is another story.
a girl is told she is nothing. she hums
into the soft dark - just wait, till i come back
& eat you bare. till your heart cries blue.
till your bones are fear
Some changes happen deep down inside of you. And the truth is, only you know about them. Maybe that’s the way it’s supposed to be.
I don’t want your love unless you know I am repulsive, and love me even as you know it.
might of been raised by wolves.. Nomadic, impulsive, wolf in sheep's clothing... architecture/design/music/art whore. My life is a continuous haze of day dreams spent in an imaginary place.