#weightofwords

[diannehoffman]

"The Weight of Her Words" was created (and sold) in 2013 for the Other Women exhibition honoring International Women's Day at Alley Cat Books Gallery in San Francisco, CA. Later that year the image was published in the 2013 Women’s Caucus for Art exhibition catalog for “Stories We Tell”. The composition of the piece includes a conscious narrative of cut and reassembled text that sheaths the female form to emulate her skin. Her vulnerable insides, the gears that make her turn and tick, are exposed like an open wound. She looks forward through the trees carrying her burden - a heavy and weathered chain of events. She holds it strong, proudly gripping it firmly in hand, as it too plays part in her story. #weightofwords #powerofwords #strengthofwords #storieswetell #herstory #magnitudeoftruth #assemblageart #foundobjectart #asemblageartists #diannehoffmanart #femaleform #womenartists #wearyourtruth #storyteller https://www.instagram.com/p/CY7prXsJLc0/?utm_medium=tumblr

[lifeovercoffee]

Do the words of others control you? . . . #rickthomas #biblicalcounseling #words #communication #counseling #control #manipulate #abuse #abusive #controlling #relationships #woman #coffee #drinkcoffee #voice #fear #weightofwords #fearful #shy #introvert #timid https://www.instagram.com/p/B16MQK5j6Ys/?igshid=wdifibob3zqa

[roxeechulo]

If I said what I REALLY feel.... I would shatter worlds and alter dimensions. Stanzas reap what they sew. I find myself at war with trust using distance as a battle tactic. Mum is my sound, avoiding fights I know I'll win. And the one I couldn't, left me deplete. Not the same, forever changed rearranged in an order unknown to the known. Mind blown. The same eyes now see different. These things cannot be reversed.... 🙊🙊🙊 #poetic #weightofwords #stateofmind #retrospect #retrospective #mrsanders #acancerscreation #expressive #changes #wheniputmysithhaton (at Harvard Garage at Seattle Central College)

[ayyjizzle]

Happy birthday and shoutout to my boy @noahbackfromthedead! You're a great man. We been through so much bro and shit the future ahead for both us is bright! You've got so much potential and just bring pure joy, smiles, laughter, and memories into everyone's lives you touch. You're a blessing to everyone. Happy Taylor swift year bro! F*ck sh*t up this year! I expect nothing less! #Tbt #WeightOfWords

[ambientdiary]

Absolutely love! @Regrann from @patrickng - 文字的重量：怨氣重的時候可以用力「打字機」釋放能量，否則做到早上四五點的時候會有力爆粗XYz$@&%。BTW, @uppercasemag is releasing The Typewriter book in Sep which you can preorder now. #weightofwords #remington #typewriter #vintage #antique #remingtontypewriter #remingtonrand #remington5 #Regrann

[stardustandiron]

Vines

I want to make you cum I want your quick hot breath ghosting over my neck  Your petal lips open raw, red and bitten Your fingers wrap around me and cling to my body like vines Entwined with each other Sharing scents and the wondrous secrets our bodies hold My body is a jungle for you Hot, wet and wild Craving the animal inside of you I want your desire You have all of mine I want to give you pleasure To watch your skin pebble and thrive under my fingers  To kiss your pulse and feel the beat of your song under my lips To strip your mind of all thoughts and anxieties  To stop the ever-going motion of that tireless mind For just that moment of time  There’s something primal about the way I feel for you Remember my name because I want you to scream it later

[stardustandiron]

Muse

You dream of his kisses

of soft, pink lips with drops of mist

fallen from puffs of honey scented breath that flow from his lungs to yours

breathing life into a heart that hasn’t beat since it was last broken

You dream of bright blue eyes

eyes that hold the light of the world in it’s depths

sapphires in a clever disguise

as deep as the ocean

cool, calm, mysterious eyes that a poet cannot describe

there are no words that embody the beauty those eyes hold

You dream of a warm embrace

of being held in those strong, veiny arms

hours that must have been seconds and you still wanted more

Your fingers haven’t put words on a page in God knows when

Words of love had become strangers to your tongue

and for months your words have been halting, pages torn, lines erased

You should be able to say how he makes you feel

It’s a terrifying thought that the eloquence that you once spun words with

may never come back

But a small voice somewhere deep inside you arises and whispers “hope”

when his lips make your fingers twitch

and words are once again scrawled across a page

tentative, but still there

forming sentences that are broken and remind you of the first thing you ever wrote

but you also remember the last thing you wrote and you realize that

"then"+"now"= progress

It’s been awhile since someone has lit up your mind

and your soul had been dulled

But slowly it’s coming back to life

So you dream

and you write

of pink lips and blue eyes.