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You are the honey in my tea, everything bitter you make sweet

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L O V E

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Not gonna ever own what's mine When you're always taking sides But you won't take away my pride No, not this time

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i. SHE WANTED TO BE A CLOUDBURST, INCARNATE. For her heart had been molded into thunder, and the liquid in her veins had been soaked up & spat out: until it was not earthly anymore. (Olympians all knew that Zeus does not forgive.) ii. SHE WANTED TO BE A TURMOIL, INCARNATE. for no one bid her be a canvas, so she became one herself. She painted a castle with pomegranate juice and called herself a queen. (Zeus takes the picture, and he frames it.) iii.  SHE WANTED TO BE SANCTITY, INCARNATE. for her mother’s meadows were her sole place to hide whenever she heard thunder in the distance. Moons ago, the girl smothered with tall grass did not know how she would come to withstand and defy them. iv.  (Zeus raises his glass, and says: this is how you breed a goddess.)

(  Demi Ev. ) Persephone’s Girlhood 

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We travel because we need to, because distance and difference are the secret tonic of creativity. When we get home, home is still the same. But something in our mind has been changed, and that changes everything.

— Jonah Lehrer 

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drunk ice

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Breathe near my neck and whisper how much you love me please, the loneliness is consuming me.

Rida Aamina,  you feel like home, i don’t want to go elsewhere.

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Fiona Zanetti for Vogue España

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there goes a girl with seven thousand years at the hollow of her throat, there goes a girl who opens her mouth to pour caravans, mamelukes, a mongolian horde from lips that know less of roses than of temples in the rising sun!

Amal El-Mohtar, excerpt of Song for an Ancient City