"The sea doesn’t change as the earth changes;
it doesn’t lie.
You ask the sea, what can you promise me
and it speaks the truth; it says erasure."
- From March by Louise Glück (via hush-syrup)
readin outloud on the couch all sorts of cozied up,
layin n rollin around on the floor and that lamp of yours…
I woke up dazed and a lil hazy, sweet morning puddles of things like dreams, mostly you
Not as comfy as the real thing and I wouldn’t mind ya much right now
We are on the outer banks in North Carolina and I’ve never been on a beach like this before… They say this sandbar is a moving thing, since the sand travels from the ocean side to the sound side. The water was green and today the wind is strong and the gray gray skies are sayin goodbye. I could stay here
Four ladies swimming and eating watermelon in the Suwannee River - Fanning Springs, Florida
this why they killed him
JFK will forever be one of the best presidents this nation ever had.
today i’m sittin in a cafe in the town i grew up in, tryin to pretend i didn’t grow up here. tomorrow i’ll try to figure something else out, and tomorrow night i’ll get on’a train all night long headed for virginny. i already miss my boy, and maine. excited for things to happen when i get back. fall will be comin by then, it’s already comin now but the south will have me fooled for another couple weeks.
woke up this morning cozy, to the sight of feathers dancin in the breezy window, green gardens outside under the softest gray skies you’ll ever see. the murmurs of a house, the rustlins of wet leaves. apples turnin red and sweet days ahead
'Enter Ophelia, fantastically dressed with straws and flowers'
Illustration by Walter Crane (1845-1915) from ‘Flowers from Shakespeare’s Garden’ (London, Cassell & Co. 1906) .
NYPL Digital Gallery
Night Fishing at Antibes, 1939 ~ Pablo Picasso