andrumedus reblogged
I remembered my life the way an ax handle, mid-swing, remembers the tree.
Ocean Vuong, “Woodworking at the End of the World” from Time is a Mother
[...] you said you named me
after a body of water 'cause
it's the largest thing you knew
after god [...]
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “Dear Rose”
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “No One Knows the Way to Heaven”
We have made this for you with our hands. Look at our hands, they say. There is nothing to hide.
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “The Punctum”
That mercy is small but the earth is smaller.
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “Reasons for Staying”
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “Künstlerroman”
I can say it was gorgeous now, my harm, because it belonged to no one else.
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “Not Even”
andrumedus reblogged
Ocean Vuong, from “Tell Me Something Good.”
[Text ID: “That it’s fair⏤it has to be⏤how our hands hurt us, then give us the world. How you can love the world until there’s nothing left to love but yourself.”]
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “Not Even”
I made it out by the skin of my griefs.
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “Not Even”
andrumedus reblogged
dear peter- ocean vuong
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “Not Even”
in veins beneath your cheek: green branches
in a sunset sky [...]
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “Dear T”
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “Reasons for Staying”
andrumedus reblogged
ocean vuong, the last dinosaur
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “The Last Dinosaur”
[…] I guess what I mean
is that I ate the apple not because the man lied
when he said I was born of his rib
but that I wanted to fill myself with its hunger
for the ground, where the bones of my people
still dream of me. […]
Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother; “The Last Dinosaur”