SPY X FAMILY X TEAM ROCKET

thinking about them

hannibal lecter does the typical “are you a danger to yourself or others?” therapist thing but if they say yes he’s like nice.

aww, they got married <3

poems on grief, loss, mourning

gone is gone by mark wunderlich

another elegy ["this is what our dying looks like"] by jericho brown

making a fist by naomi shihab nye

grief puppet by donte collins

letter to my heart from my brain by rachel mckibbens

the song of despair by pablo neruda

where my grandmother hides by caitlin conlon

grief by matthew dickman

kaddish by sam sax

elegy for neal cassady by allen ginsberg

grief work by natalie diaz

poem for jack spicer by matthew zapruder

elegy with black smoke by emily skaja

evening by dorianne laux

letter to my dead brother part 1 by jonny bolduc

drunktown by jake skeets

hunter by bianca stone

blood makes the blade holy by evan knoll

object permanence by hala alyan

people who died by ted berrigan

song of the insensible by andrew kozma

gotta love the duality of morpheus's chosen love interests

ex-wife: a literal centuries upon centuries old ancient greek muse who presides over eloquence and epic poetry and who looks and speaks like an ethereal wonder

current boyfriend: a himbo

Oh yeah, if you're going insane can you grab some neck and wrist kisses? The way you draw arms and necks has me feeling some kinda way

lil smooch and a lil bite while i recover from whatever the fuck has been going on lately

The girl next to me on the treadmill at the gym is reading ao3 like I wouldn’t recognize that font twenty miles away and half blind

every once in a while I remember that hannibal lecter would show up at crimes he committed and be like “girl WHO did that???”