simena:

Gerhard Nesvadba

cupofmoonwine:

simena:

Clare Turlay Newberry - Cat Napping

blossomfully:

Sue Zhao

preposterousness:

earthmedicina:

be so completely yourself that everyone else feels safe to be themselves too

i can’t think of much that i aspire to more than this

endless-unfolding:

There are so many things I want
you to have. This is mine, this
tree, I give you its name,

here is food, white like roots, red,
growing in the marsh, on the shore,
I pronounce these names for you also.

This is mine, this island, you can have
the rocks, the plants
that spread themselves flat over
the thin soil, I renounce them.

You can have this water,
this flesh, I abdicate,

I watch you, you claim
without noticing it,
you know how to take.

—Margaret Atwood, from “Circe/Mud Poems,” You Are Happy (Oxford University Press, 1974)