#rhiannon mcgavin

[havingapoemwithyou]

garlic breath by Rhiannon McGavin

[asoftepiloguemylove]

IT FEELS SO SCARY, GETTING OLD // ON LONGING FOR CHILDHOOD

Lorde Ribs // pinterest // 怪物 Monster (2023) dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda // @troyandabedsnewapartment // Broken Social Scene Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl // Jandy Nelson I'll Give You the Sun // pinterest // Jorge Luis Borges A New Refutation of Time // 투모로우바이투게더 TOMORROW X TOGETHER 그냥 괴물을 살려두면 안 되는 걸까 (Can't We Just Leave the Monster Alive?) // 怪物 Monster (2023) dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda // Rhiannon McGavin Habit from "Grocery List Poems" // Fortesa Latifi Hold This // Noah Kahan False Confidence // 怪物 Monster (2023) dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda // Mitski Class of 2013

[hangsawoman]

art class by rhiannon mcgavin

[sageandscorpiongrass]

hiii can you do web weaving about finding your true purpose in this world?

The world is so vast and beautiful and I am exactly where I'm supposed to be.

I'm terribly sorry this took so long! ;^^

No Accidents, Nikita Gill | Baked Goods, Aimee Nezhukumatathil | Errand Upon Which We Came, Stephanie Strickland | Ulysses, Alfred Lord Tennyson | Bluebonnet Scene, Robert Julian Onderdonk | In Way of Music Water Answers, Adam Wolfond | The House Was Quiet and The World Was Calm, Wallace Stevens | Cento Between the Ending and the End, Cameron Awkward-Rich | Cat Stop, Farah | The Invention of the Interstate System, Mira Rosenthal | Watching you talk on the phone, I consider the empty space around atoms–, Rhiannon McGavin | Presumably Dead Arm, Sidney Gish | Oakland in Rain, Aria Aber

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[wordsthatkeepmyfeetdry]

Watching you talk on the phone, I consider the empty space around atoms– by Rhiannon McGavin

[withbluegills]

a feeling i have no hope of explaining

Rhiannon McGavin // Leon Wyczółkowski // Franz Kafka // Nan Goldin // Marie Howe // Rosemary Burn // Franz Kafka // Nickie Zimov // Kentucky Route Zero

[rubbleinrainbows]

Watching you talk on the phone, I consider the empty space around atoms–

Rhiannon McGavin

[henrychengtual]

underbelly, nicole homer / all about lily chou chou (2001) dir. shunji iwai / pith, rhiannon mcgavin / stay soft, mitski / prayer for the newly damned, ocean vuong / little beast, richard siken

[thetableintheback]

Watching you talk on the phone, I consider the empty space around atoms - Rhiannon McGavin

[Text description:

you'd create another universe. I wanted you

warm and close as fresh laundry, and here we are, Tuesday.

Of course you love me, you're wearing one of my socks. /end description]

[stupidkupi]

damn the fire alarm. my pasta is fine. serrated knife to slice tomatoes, leftover water for thick sauce, and since the ventilation is one clogged window, you fan away smoke with a baking pan. it's an easy meal, and we have been simple with each other across kitchens. while you rinse freckles of dirt from button mushrooms, i set my heart on the table. i'm so used to chasing after my breath, it occurs to me as i chop basil, we could argue as well with my head on your chest. if i kiss you now it would taste like garlic we would both taste like garlic

-rhiannon mcgavin

[havingapoemwithyou]

love language by Rhiannon McGavin

[seekingstars]

Watching you talk on the phone, I consider the empty space around atoms– Rhiannon McGavin

how the particles that seed all matter are mostly void. Each nucleus is a maypole for its electrons to circle, & their negative charges repel other electrons that spin in other fields so the ribbon paths never kiss, only overlap, which means nothing really touches– rain & dirt, apron strings, the phone nestled between your neck

& shoulder as you look for the pasta strainer. You wave one hand like a child playing conductor, & this flail proves you’re not lying when your mother asks about your day from upstate. When I was a crush, I’d watch you step away downstairs to run this vaudeville routine, but you take the calls next to me now.

Your family pops through the window, stirs a pot, adds more salt. I am enough of you to warrant this flavor of intimacy, these homeward sounds, for my own mother to fret about how skinny you are. To make my birthday cake from scratch, you wouldn’t just plant strawberries: you’d create another universe. I wanted you

warm and close as fresh laundry and here we are, Tuesday. Of course you love me, you’re wearing one of my socks.

[hangsawoman]

hickey by rhiannon mcgavin

[bodyneutralitybodymorality]

Rhiannon McGavin, “Prayer for the new year,” in Branches

[teafulafternoons]

To make my birthday cake from scratch

you wouldn’t just plant strawberries:

you'd create another universe. I wanted you

warm and close as fresh laundry and here we are, Tuesday.

Of course you love me, you're wearing one of my socks.

Rhiannon Mcgavin, excerpt from dream diary #9

[blnkverse]

rhiannon mcgavin