lighthousekeeper

Alfonsina Storni, tr. by Dorothy Scott Loos, from Selected Poems; "My Ghosts,"

autumnal wood

if you hold on to that yearning for too long it becomes indistinguishable from cowardice

— Nitya Prakash

If life is a never ending loop of dirty dishes and laundry then that means life is a never ending loop of home cooked meals and comfy clean clothes

May your good heart be in good hands.

fuck casual friendships. our souls are intertwined. loving you is woven into the fabric of my life

and brother? let’s make a beautiful tapestry

Morgan Harper Nichols’ ‘Let July be July’

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Let July be July.

Let August be August.

And let yourself

just be

even in

the uncertainty.

You don’t have to fix

everything.

You don’t have to solve

everything.

And you can still

find peace

and grow

in the wild

of changing things.

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The Face Of Another, 1966.

Making someone feel seen, heard and understood is the loudest way to love them.

>>>>

The San Francisco Examiner, California, November 16, 1933