Reason made him flee from reason
23:20"Baby doll, rabbit-knees and lips. How to interrupt the tongue of a bridge and not taste the water. How to crack the lights and slip into these walls. Baby doll, five knuckled, two ringed, one mouthed, silk fucked and mean. Ocean big as her thighs. Ocean big as her name. Maybe stones sharp as her neck. Maybe the rise of a crest. All those burning fields, and her fingers were kissing softly, waiting softly." — Yasmin Belkhyr, Olive  (via wildflowerveins)

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Joseph Mallord William Turner, Snow Storm - Steam-Boat off a Harbour’s Mouth (Exhibited 1842)
08:07"Talking, kisses, warm hands and talk of breasts, soft and tender and hard strongness. Creative play and light laughter and warm richness, ineffable richness flooding where from? Not just sex, not just familiarity, but partly. Because there has been cold, sterile, desperate devouring, and not this warm, full, flowing over in loving laughter. Food and nourishment, replenishing the beaten blue and black mind and bodies, desiring more, yet somehow satisfying even without fulfilling. Each an outlet for the other." — Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath (via violentwavesofemotion)

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From Lifeguard Station 26 / #15, 1999by John Humble

Frank Ocean | Pink Matter (Feat. Andre' 3000)

Julian Alden Weir, Autumn Rain, 1890

Miriam Elia
21:41"I peeled off my skin wishing to be what I would never become and you said forget and I forgot the name of my father, my mother, my country" — Daniel Borzutzky, from The Book of Interfering Bodies. (via lifeinpoetry)

Autumn Brook - Maxfield Parrish
12:30"Would she dare touch him just to die again? He fears her, for her, and who they are. They have sworn again to release that death-star that’s pulsed for centuries inside their mouths. Their last kiss forced it back between her teeth and he must take it, now, away." — "Orpheus Transposed Among the Willows", Pamela Stewart (via shrinemaidens)

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