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who do you think they are to each other? / it took me twelve years to find my friend / he was just this kid in my head for such a long time, and I think I just missed him / you dream in a language I can’t understand / you make my life so much bigger, and I just wonder if I do the same for you / this is where I ended up. this is where I’m supposed to be / I just wanted to see you one more time / I didn’t know liking your husband would hurt this much / maybe we were a bird and the branch it decided to rest on one day / who you are is someone who leaves / to arthur, you are someone who stays / if this is already a past life, who do you think we are to each other in the next?

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i like to read poems aloud all by myself in hopes of awakening something inside 

of me

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Matsue, Japan, 2018

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Plein Air Paintings by Tomas Honz

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Nokonoshima and Mt. Aso. Photographs from my residency in Japan.

Ella Webb

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or do you not think so far ahead??

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Chungking Express , Wong Kar-wai , 1994.

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I HAVE FIVE THINGS TO SAY, Rumi

"You know my coins are counterfeit,

but you accept them anyway"

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relationships should be 50/50. you buy me orange juice (and i like you)

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Mary Oliver reciting her poem “Wild Geese,” published in Selected Poems

You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves

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Illustration by Japanese artist, Chiho Makino. // Michael Sowa cover art for A BEAR CALLED SUNDAY.

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i want to talk about it, but i don't want to face the awkwardness that comes after

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i miss the days when my ate (sister) would buy flesh flowers everyday and set them in the altar

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idk

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i miss you more than i let on

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