"You need a rest. You need empty moments in which you tolerate your anxiety and circling thoughts until they slow down and stop circling. You need slow, quiet activities that ground you and remind you to accept yourself in spite of huge obstacles and bad thoughts. You need to put solutions out of your mind for now, and engage in activities that have nothing to do with your ego. You need habits that strengthen your patience and focus, but also feel real and not arbitrary. You need to abandon your glorious future and build your imperfect present instead.” 🌙 -night version
Artwork by amidstsilence
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I think deep down — no matter how different we are — we all just have the same wants and needs 🖤
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Here it is again.
Stony weight and leathern moisture.
Tiredness — big and navy-hued,
That baroness of my heart,
Sitting big and heavy and taking up space
The way a man takes up space
To fill me up like a porcelain bowl.
Sorrow with its quietly stampeding feet
Looks like you.
Red shawl around your bony shoulders
Shield against November’s gentle callousness
Shield against fog
And something to hold your long hair
Cold and quick, leaning your lean frame
Against a red wall and one foot
Like an anchor behind you —
Simple and nonchalant and stirring like a bird.
I see you ghostly white and silky in the night sometimes.
And breathing life into me
Like a mammoth polyethene mannequin
Bloated and pale
In the ghastly quicksilver moonlight.
Or else — as a corporeal angel
In a rectangle of cold-hued radioactive winter sunlight,
Sitting passively and patiently as a child.
Looking at me, catching me looking at you.
How there is something
So magnetic about you and the oxygen of winter months
How you envelope yourself in the absence of temperature
Shoulders hunched and wearing a perpetual shawl
Like a talisman.
Your voice, shrill as a swallow’s,
Bursts of song,
Your questioning, amused gaze
Resting against mine,
Force of imprisonment
And intoxicating as cocktail. (havenʼt posted in ages, how are you?)