December 19th
2:03 AM
[warsan shire:  under their breath someone said- “by the time i’ve finished with you, you won’t know whether you’ve been kissed or cut, whether you were loved or butchered. and either way you probably won’t care, just grateful you came close enough to touch.”] #poetry #womenofcolor #font #text #sometimesthis #quotes #lessons #warsanshire #love

[warsan shire: under their breath someone said- “by the time i’ve finished with you, you won’t know whether you’ve been kissed or cut, whether you were loved or butchered. and either way you probably won’t care, just grateful you came close enough to touch.”] #poetry #womenofcolor #font #text #sometimesthis #quotes #lessons #warsanshire #love

October 3rd
5:47 PM
[“we wrap each other down, around, become / ground cover for every lonely night that ever was.” —nikki finney, orangerie. #poetry #womenofcolor #nikkifinney #quotes #text #love #currentlyreading] (Taken with Instagram)

[“we wrap each other down, around, become / ground cover for every lonely night that ever was.” —nikki finney, orangerie. #poetry #womenofcolor #nikkifinney #quotes #text #love #currentlyreading] (Taken with Instagram)

September 21st
9:30 PM
[“I hope your rambles have been sweet and your reveries spacious…” — Emily Dickinson. #poetry #quote #alter #becausefeelings #gratitude #love] (Taken with Instagram)

[“I hope your rambles have been sweet and your reveries spacious…” — Emily Dickinson. #poetry #quote #alter #becausefeelings #gratitude #love] (Taken with Instagram)

August 22nd
6:44 PM

[“life will break you. nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. you have to love. you have to feel. it’s the reason you are on earth. you are here to risk your heart. you are here to be swallowed up. and when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could. “]

—-louise Erdrich, the painted drum LP.