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High Resolution(via to0young)
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"If a girl ever drives four hours alone in the dark wipe of 3am to meet you
for brunch
if you can imagine her being too young to buy beer,
if she dances in the back without red lipstick watching your mouth
if she links a forefinger through your belt loop, follows you to a home
on a two-lane road over dead rocks and souls left to dry,
past red capes of dust fields,
if you pull over at the road’s split lip and she pulls over, too
if you sit by her pool, sick with no decent pool man, drinking wine
until your teeth are bleeding without apology,
if you continue to tell stories that have no song lyrics to legacy them,
if you tap you forehead twice against the side of her bed she won’t sleep on—
already spreading in the goodbye behind you—
she loves you I promise, though she won’t want to admit it." -
High Resolution(Source: partythighs)
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Umbo (Otto Umbehr), At the Beach, 1930.
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"What I wear in the morning pleases
me: green shirt, skirt of wine. I am wrapped
in myself as the smell of night
wraps round my sleep when I sleep
outside. By the time
I get to the corner
bar, corner store, corner construction
site, I become divine. I turn
men into swine. Leave
them behind me whistling, grunting, wild."- Olga Broumas, “The Bite” (via grammatolatry) -
High Resolutionjenny holzer
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"
I woke in a gold dress
you in jeans.Morning filled
wine bottlesin the kitchen
ashine withfine mica glitter
of fish scales and salt.It was quiet.
We coiled in scarves
outside –me sugar, you milk.
You said: That went well,
don’t you think?Sun behind you
I kissed the hole in the light
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and said, Yes. -
Anonymous asked: i see you baby shaking that ass
lol
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thanks! i’m glad
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"When people look at my pictures I want them to feel the way they do when they want to read a line of a poem twice."
i'm too much with myself, i wanna be someone else.
my svpply
ask me anything
i post poems with other ladies at grammatolatry
