my lady, the tiger

Priya and Malini from The Burning Kingdoms Trilogy by Tasha Suri

— H of H Playbook, Anne Carson

''Peter didn't know'' that is the point. That is the entire point that's what tips it from tragedy to horror. You don't have to know. That is what makes it a story about heteropatriarchal colonial violence and not just a story about an evil alien. Of course he did not know that his wife had been possessed by an alien monster. He did know that his life got easier! He did know that his wife stopped arguing with him! That is all he knew and he was happy to know only that. That's the horror story. The question you are supposed to ask is: where in your life have you been handed comfort or power or ease, and seen no visible sign of distress from anyone offering it to you, and asked no further questions?

the nostalgia of living in your hometown as an adult can really make you sick. your childhood doesn’t exist anymore yet you can see it all around you all the time

Commission for Gaza families of Priya & Malini’s reunion in Oleander Sword. Donate and get a drawing!

nobody is irrelevant. nobody is invisible. your neighbors know your name and see you set off to school or work or the backyard everyday, sometimes with a spring in your step and sometimes with hunched over shoulders. there was this one time some stranger pointed you out to their friends and said “that’s the haircut I want” or “I have that shirt, too” or “they go to my school”. someone has admired the way you carry yourself or gave a presentation or even the way you’re so polite when you first meet a person. you’ve made comments or jokes that have stuck in minds of overhearers and eavesdroppers. when old classmates of yours think back to kindergarten or fourth grade or sophomore year they remember you and have an opinion of you. you’ve made recommendations of songs and restaurants and even cookie brands and actually introduced people to their all-time favorites. the cashier at the grocery store knows exactly what laundry detergent your household uses, or even if you don’t do your laundry at all.

you can never be irrelevant. there’s pieces of you everywhere, in a dozen lives, in a hundred dreams, in a million memories. maybe it’s true that you don’t have any friends, and you have a sucky relationship with your family or no family at all and no-one ever checks up on you, and you’re really very lonely, but that doesn’t determine your worth. you do. and so do the billions of small attributions you’ve already made to the world, both long-term and short-term. so thank you.

— James Baldwin, Conversations with James Baldwin 

(son of coma guy)

(finding judas)

btw these episodes aired two weeks apart. if you even care

@rbhvleo // roberto ferri // mothering by ainslie hogarth // rainer maria rilke // ? // planet of love by richard siken // a self portrait in letters by anne sexton // indian summer by ron hicks

Bruce Springsteen, Born to Run

[ID: I wanted to kill what loved me because I couldn't stand being loved. It infuriated and outraged me, someone having the temerity to love me-nobody does that and I'll show you why. /end ID]

“i’m not the same as who i was before [x] thing happened to me” does it help to know that you would not have stayed that person regardless

1. Suzanne Collins, The Curse of the Warmbloods / 2. Mada Hayyas, Parts of Me Never Left That House / 3. Sam Gordon, A Mother's Hate / 4. Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers, Questions About the Father / 5.  José Olivarez, Promises of Gold / 6. m.a.w AKA dvoyd, thoughts of a stray iii / 7. Unknown / 8. Unknown

Wilson had a full-time job keeping his best friends from committing murder.

he is literally God to them.

wlw week: day 2 maizula