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“I have died for the smallest things. / Nothing washes off.”
— — Angela Jackson, from “The Love of Travelers,” And All These Roads Be Luminous: Poems Selected and New (via lifeinpoetry)
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Days will pass, and you'll abandon things you were addicted to, and leave someone, and cancel a dream, and finally, accept a reality.
– Nizar Qabbani
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Now I Lay Me...
2010
cotton yarn
10' tall x 7' wide x 10' deep
Two crochet blankets, each with a prayer, are suspended from the ceiling of the gallery to form a passage. The cream blanket has a child's prayer for bedtime and the black blanket has a passage from a funeral rite that likens death to sleep.
by Ashley Blalock
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The moon's umbral shadow created by the total solar eclipse seen from the ISS.
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“A world without trans people has never existed and never will”
Poster spotted in Olympia, WA
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