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I’ll come back for you when you’re done growing, she said.
Caroline Mao, “ghost x garden x grow” (via theoffingmag)
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Brett Whiteley, View of the Garden, 1977.
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Beauties !
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For as long as the stars do not seem to align in an orderly manner, as long as such lost light sources make their way into the spinning crevices of her lungs, she will continue to ask herself: How does one make a habitation of it? What is the relationship between a woman’s fragments and her desire/ for wholeness?
-Jennifer S. Cheng from her book “Moon.”
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Sonia Szostak
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Sadie Culberson
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I ran and I ran through the 2 a.m. streets.
It was my way of breaking free. I was anything but history.
I was the wind.
— Joy Harjo, from “Running,” published in The New Yorker
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self love is the very first romance.
akua naru
(via nycbambina)
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Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.
Pablo Neruda
(via joyfrequencies)
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“I still dream of you” (2017) submitted anonymously from unknown location
Abandoned Love series by Peyton Fulford
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As usual, @itsalexetiawan gets me in the mood for the weekend…
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