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khusbu (she/her) Current read: Ariel by Sylvia Plath my poems 💌
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Life is right now. While you’re waiting for your dream job, your future spouse, your goal weight, a new home, a change in appearance. Life is happening while you are working on mastering a skill, being in the unknown, not knowing which way to go, feeling stuck. Most of life happens in the waiting. Not in the achievements or successes which are nothing but milestones. Don’t wish the time you have away waiting for something that lives in the future. Look around. What does today offer that you might not want to miss?
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Vertical Garden for Paris Design Week, Paris, 2013
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“To read someone’s soul. And to feel it. It would be impossible to hide. It will start something. The understanding of someone. It always starts something. Even if just a correspondence… So. I do tell you. It’s obvious to know when someone feels you. Something always happens.”
— Mohammed Zarir, from a letter to T.M. (2020)
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And now it grows late, late. And I have the old beginning-of-the-week panic
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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i love when i can smell my perfume on myself like damn girl you smell delicious
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my favorite coworker told me the scenario she thinks of to fall asleep is she stumbles upon a baby sheep and has to raise it and it grows up and she has to shear it and she says she envisions shearing it so carefully that she always falls asleep at that part
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The horoscope of the Persian Timurid ruler Iskandar Sultan, 1411. This is the only surviving individual illuminated horoscope from medieval Islam. Al-Mizan (Libra) is at 3 o'clock in the circle of zodiac signs.
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Mary Oliver, from “the fourth sign of the zodiac” published in Blue Horses
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my obsession with this photo is unbelievable actually. i cannot believe im not there right this moment i cant believe im not standing under that bridge surrounded by small houses and nature. unbelievable
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jason molina’s writing advice to matthew j barnhart via his blackberry in 2008
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Ilya Kaminsky, from "While the Child Sleeps, Sonya Undresses", Deaf Republic
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Forugh Farrokhzad, tr. by Sholeh Wolpé, from “On Loving”, Sin
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"came back wrong" what about Came Back Afraid. You used to be brave. Too brave maybe, defying the odds at every turn, a fighter, cocky, playing with fire, first to throw yourself at the enemy. Until one day it all caught up to you. You came back, somehow, but now you know all too intimately how it feels to lose, to die, to be destroyed. Now you flinch and freeze and cower at the slightest provocation. Who even are you now if you can't be brave? The grave may have let you go, but the mortal fear still grips you tighter than ever.
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