U Ever Look At A Shade Of Green And Think "yes."

u ever look at a shade of green and think "yes."

ON LOVE & THE KITCHEN TABLE

Joy Harjo, Perhaps the World Ends Here / Osip Mandelstam, Stolen Air / James Baldwin, If Beale Street Could Talk / Tennessee Williams, from a letter to Donald Windham

i am an overly emotional unemotional clingy but distant private person who likes to overshare at any moment and i'm still trying to figure out how that works.

yall see “love” and immediately go to “romantic love” if you translate “love is the whole point” to “romantic love is the whole point” you need to rethink everything because love is found in everything. in community, in friendships, in family, in food, in nature so actually love is the whole point and u can die mad about it. hope this helps <3

actually, growing up is feeling like i turned sixteen two days ago. i’ve been eighteen for years. fifteen year olds seem so young. wasn’t i fifteen just a few weeks ago? all my friends and i are still twelve. i’m closer to thirty than to being a baby. i never got to be a kid. i never grew past eight. i can’t talk to my mom. i want to sit in her lap forever. i want to decide everything for myself. i need someone to tell me exactly what to do. the week is going by so slow. an entire year has passed.

Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, from “Dirges“, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972