Touch you, and touch you and feel you, and feel you from far, touch you from far, breathe you from far and bathe in you from far. I cannot get closer, you intimidate me, you scare me, the blazing fire in your eyes petrifies me.
-Anneshwa 💛
Being touristy in your own city is a different kind of happiness.
Salma Deera, Letters from Medea
九溪烟树 jiuxiyanshu, hangzhou, zhejiang province by 视觉影像杨
Susan Sontag, I, etcetera: Stories
Mahmoud Darwish, tr. by Sinan Antoon, from “In The Presence of Absence,”
I told you, you'll bloom again.
my forever mood