In A Mood To Dissolve In Tranquility Of The Earth, To Get Away From The Madness And Chaos And Just Breathe

Female hands in paintings

fatima aamer bilal, from my heart has claws.

[text id: and if yearning had a shape, it would look awfully a lot like me.]

In madness and in magnetic beauty, in glory and in melancholy.

@bhoomisworld ❤️🌻

i knew what i wrote was real when it scared me to write it

Wrapped me like a lullaby

Hieu Minh Nguyen, from This Way to The Sugar: Poems; "My First"

[Text ID: I won't tell you how I survived the wreckage. / This story doesn't leave the ocean floor.]

I hope our words heal us. I hope every letter flowing out of our mouths embraces our wounds and heals them in a way, that even the scars disappear.

This need, nobody knows it, this longing doesn't go away

“Was it possible I had something to give? Out of the nothingness that was my life? Really, what the fuck did I have to give? Woman with too many holes in her. And yet there was something. Words.”

— Lidia Yuknavitch, from The Chronology of Water: A Memoir