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words from sun bleached flies by ethel cain

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erica feb 23 in Brooklyn

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oh emily wilson translation of the iliad we’re really in it now

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lilli waters

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promo art for "heaven hang over me" by sunnsetter. out november 15th.

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coyote, 2024

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sunnsetter, 2024

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escaping

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Fiona Apple with a wooden rendering of her dog, Janet (1998-2012), made by artist Patrick Bucklew

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some of my images of all time that i’ve kept in my phone case over the years and have developed a kind of patina

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"Sometimes while I ride the subway I try to look at each person and imagine what they look like to someone who is totally in love with them. I think everyone has had someone look at them that way, whether it was a lover, or a parent, or a friend, whether they know it or not. It's a wonderful thing, to look at someone to whom I would never be attracted and think about what looking at them feels like to someone who is devouring every part of their image, who has invisible strings that are connected to this person tied to every part of their body. I think this fun pastime is a way of cultivating compassion. It feels good to think about people that way, and to use that part of my mind that I think is traditionally reserved for a tiny portion of people I'll meet in my life to appreciate the general public. I wish I thought about people like this more often. I think it's the opposite of what our culture teaches us to do. We prefer to pick people apart to find their flaws. Cultivating these feelings of love or appreciation for random people, and even for people I don't like, makes me a more forgiving and appreciative person toward myself and people I love. Also, it's just a really excellent pastime."

— Dean Spade, from his essay For Lovers and Fighters

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babe. be real with me. if i were a plain little rock on a beach would you pick me up and turn me over in your hand and marvel over how wonderfully ordinary i am. like really take the time to ponder how there isn't necessarily anything special about me but that the very deed of choosing me out of countless other rocks raises me to a precious, almost sacred level of irreplaceability that is only accessible through the act of being seen and loved?

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BEN GILES / LES ECHOS WEEK-END / 2020 [collage on paper | unknown dimensions]

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[ID: 3 green leaves with text stamped on them. They say "It's so hot and the sky's so blue", "I want people to know me", "but it's so hard to tell them". ]

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Alexandra Levasseur’s illustrations for Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar.

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