07lycheelane:

“…to eat a fruit is to know its meaning.”

— Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe

inkipri:

a never-ending cycle

soracities:

2019 is gonna be all about the monstrous feminine. here’s to keeping it feral, grotesque and unhinged, ladies 🥂

memoryslandscape:

“there’s a lava lamp where my heart used to be / sometimes i shut myself in the dark / spread my ribs open and watch / blobs of fierce fuchsia float up and down past my lungs / cotton candy magma / sweet obsidian / fusing together and pulling apart like warm dough / i am seasickness / glowing pink fever dream / i’ve been stealing teeth from the night sky / feeding them to the void where my guts used to live / there’s lexapro shivering in my brain / and the sun flickers on, and off if you look long enough / i tried to be a sunset / all tangerines melting into sea blood / but caught on fire instead / if i try to shake it off, can you still see the liquid light in me? / tilt your head to the side / it looks like i’m dancing.”

— Wanda Deglane, “Lava Lamp,” Up the Staircase Quarterly (#43)