#someday i'll love ocean vuong

[asoftepiloguemylove]

Hey! I hope you're doing well. I was wondering if you could make a web weave about how it's okay to be lonely or to not connect with people and how you're still human and normal and okay even if you think or actually don't have people who are close to you or if you have a hard time forming connections or holding on to them. It's cool if you don't, but thank you. Have a good day. <3

i hope this is what you were looking for !! have a good day <33

Jenny Slate Little Weirds / Janet Fitch White Oleander / Ocean Vuong Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong / Heather Havrilesky Ask Polly: Help, I'm the Loneliest Person in the World! / @sincerelyatticus / Anis Mojgani In the Pockets of Small Gods / Anis Mojgani Here I Am; Songs from Under the River: A Collection of Poetry

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Ocean. Ocean -  get up. The most beautiful part of your body  is where it’s headed. & remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world.

Ocean Vuong, Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong

[music-despite-everything]

Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong by Ocean Vuong

Ocean Vuong, a poet and essayist, is the author of Night Sky with Exit Wounds, which won the 2016 Whiting Award.

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My love for this poet and his book Night Sky With Exit Wounds runs deep. This poem came to me at a time when I was struggling with self-love and care. Two things I could always be better at and struggle with constantly. I make mistakes but I get better every day in part because of people like Ocean Vuong who are excellent teachers.

Hear him read this amazing poem on The New Yorker’s website, here, where the poem was featured in the May 4, 2015, issue.

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After Frank O’Hara / After Roger Reeves

Ocean, don’t be afraid.  The end of the road is so far ahead  it is already behind us.  Don’t worry. Your father is only your father  until one of you forgets. Like how the spine  won’t remember its wings  no matter how many times our knees  kiss the pavement. Ocean,  are you listening? The most beautiful part  of your body is wherever  your mother’s shadow falls.  Here’s the house with childhood  whittled down to a single red tripwire.  Don’t worry. Just call it horizon  & you’ll never reach it.  Here’s today. Jump. I promise it’s not  a lifeboat. Here’s the man  whose arms are wide enough to gather  your leaving. & here the moment,  just after the lights go out, when you can still see  the faint torch between his legs.  How you use it again & again  to find your own hands.  You asked for a second chance  & are given a mouth to empty into.  Don’t be afraid, the gunfire  is only the sound of people  trying to live a little longer. Ocean. Ocean,  get up. The most beautiful part of your body  is where it’s headed. & remember,  loneliness is still time spent  with the world. Here’s  the room with everyone in it.  Your dead friends passing  through you like wind  through a wind chime. Here’s a desk  with the gimp leg & a brick  to make it last. Yes, here’s a room  so warm & blood-close,  I swear, you will wake—  & mistake these walls  for skin.

[6peaches]

Ocean Vuong - Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong

          After Frank O’Hara / After Roger Reeves

Ocean, don’t be afraid. The end of the road is so far ahead it is already behind us. Don’t worry. Your father is only your father until one of you forgets. Like how the spine won’t remember its wings no matter how many times our knees kiss the pavement. Ocean, are you listening? The most beautiful part of your body is wherever your mother’s shadow falls. Here’s the house with childhood whittled down to a single red tripwire. Don’t worry. Just call it horizon & you’ll never reach it. Here’s today. Jump. I promise it’s not a lifeboat. Here’s the man whose arms are wide enough to gather your leaving. & here the moment, just after the lights go out, when you can still see the faint torch between his legs. How you use it again & again to find your own hands. You asked for a second chance & are given a mouth to empty into. Don’t be afraid, the gunfire is only the sound of people trying to live a little longer. Ocean. Ocean, get up. The most beautiful part of your body is where it’s headed. & remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world. Here’s the room with everyone in it. Your dead friends passing through you like wind through a wind chime. Here’s a desk with the gimp leg & a brick to make it last. Yes, here’s a room so warm & blood-close, I swear, you will wake— & mistake these walls for skin.

- Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong by Ocean Vuong

[hauntedbythenarrative]

The City in Which I Love You, Li-Young Lee//Someday I'll Love, Ocean Vuong

[enashinonome]

i want to know everything about you guys...what your favorite foods are, your favorite places to go, your favorite things to do with friends, your mbti type, your favorite books, poems, et cetera. such banal things people ask as icebreakers can actually say a lot about a person, and i want to get to know all of my mutuals and become proper friends with them ^^

[theprofoundcosmos]

"sometimes, i thought my father was a God. i loved him that much."

— Leila Chattis, "Muslim Girlhood"

ocean vuong, "someday i'll love" / sam fender, "seventeen going under" / the front bottoms, "father" / satanay, tumblr / clementine von radics / agustín gómez-arcos, "the carnivorous lamb" / ?

[sageandscorpiongrass]

I think I hate my father.

The Sun is Also a Star, Nicola Yoon | Woodtangle, Mary Ruefle | pinterest comment | Anatomy of Cat and Dog Skeletons, William Cheselden (quote unknown) | Father, The Front Bottoms | I'm the Villian in his history., Nat (Oh Fathers, Key Ballah) | @/inkskinned on tumblr | Thomas Builds-the-Fire, Smoke Signals, Sherman Alexie | no children art print, Rainboon | Untitled, Franz Wright | Franz Kafka in a letter to his father | Seventeen Going Under, Sam Fender | Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong, Ocean Vuong (from Night Sky With Exit Wounds)

[tiredofsatansbullshit]

Jason Todd and Bruce Wayne

Lyra Wren // Batman Annual #25 // Origin Story - Desiree Dallagiacomo // Batman Annual #25 // And My Father's Love was Nothing Next To God's Will - Amatullah Bourdon // Batman #424 // User: petrichara // Batman #683 // Family Line - Conan Gray // Batman: Under the Red Hood // The Pain Scale - Eula Biss // Batman: Under the Red Hood // Woodtangle - Mary Reufle // Red Hood and the Outlaws V2 #24 // Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong - Ocean Vuong // Red Hood and the Outlaws V1 #19 // Georges Bataille // Red Hood and the Outlaws V2 #25 // The Sun Is Also A Star - Nicola Yoon // Task Force Z #6 // Episode 100 - Just Roll With It // Batman and Robin V2 #20

[asoftepiloguemylove]

this time i gotta know, where did my daddy go?

Ocean Vuong Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong / Catherine Lacey Cut / Agustin Gómez-Arcos (tr. William Rodamor) The Carnivorous Lamb / unknown / Kellin Childhood trauma / Nguyệt Lê Girl Memories Drawing / Reynier Llanes Stay / Nicola Yoon The Sun is Also a Star / Clementine von Radics

i. Ocean Vuong, Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong

[ "Don't worry. Your father is only your father until one of you forgets" ]

ii. Catherine Lacey, Cut

[ "if you're raised with an angry man in your house, there will always be an angry man in your house. you will find him even when he is not there." ]

iii. Augustin Gomez-Arcos, The Carnivorous Lamb

[ "The word 'Father' rotted in my mouth" ]

iv. unknown

[ "LET YOUR DAD DIE: IT'S FINE / IT'S FINE / IT'S WHAT HE DID TO HIS DAD / IT'S WHAT HE WOULD DO FOR YOU" ]

v. Kellin, Childhood trauma

[ "My father had the kind of anger all fathers do. / Loud and terrible. / It lingers for your whole life." ]

vi. Nguyet Le, Girl Memories Drawing

[ Drawing of a woman with long, straight black hair and a somber expression reaching out into a white void shaped like a man. Her hand pushes straight into his torso. ]

vii. Reynier Llanes, Stay

[ Painting of a brunette woman wearing a pink dress with her back turned towards the viewer. She rests one hand on the balcony and holds another up. Beside her is the transparent form of a person sitting on the balcony looking down at her. ]

viii. Nicola Yoon, The Sun is Also a Star

[ "I wish I still felt that way. Growing up and seeing your parents' flaws is like losing your religion. I don't believe in God anymore. I don't believe in my father either." ]

ix. Clementine von Radics

[ "Every time a man yells / you are seven years old again / and he is packing that suitcase / once more. Picking you up by the neck, teaching you obedience. To be soft, / like the belly of a fish / exposed to a knife." ]

[daweyt]

A FATHER IS AN UNNAMEABLE THING.

Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides // Frank Bidart, Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016; ‘Golden State’ // Agustín Gómez-Arcos, The Carnivorous Lamb //Desireé Dallagiacomo, Origin Story // Ilya Repin, Ivan The Terrible and His Son // Francisco de Goya Saturn Devouring His Son // Ocean Vuong, Someday I'll Love // Catherine Lacey, Cut // Nicola Yoon, The Sun Is Also A Star.

[jessaerys]

the word father rotted in my mouth: i. tom stoppard, rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead. ii. nurnehpetsnur iii. anne carson, plainwater: essays and poetry iv. see notes. v. see notes. vi. genesis 4:9 vii. anaïs nin, winter of artifice viii. see notes. ix. slider.xxxxxxxx x. josh alex baker, death wish. xi. see notes. xii. eric larocca, things have gotten worse since we last spoke xiii. death note, c-kira one-shot. xiv. leah horlick, for your own good, xv. death note manga, L's death, mello's death. xvi. ocean vuong, someday i'll love, xvii. woyaocharlie xviii. death note short stories, a-kira one-shot. xix. anna belle kaufman, cold solace.

notes under the cut.

*iv. artist notoriously hard to track, there's several images on pinterest that are clearly the same style, tried with all of them and they all seem to come from a long deleted 2008 photobucket folder.

v. & viii. the oldest source seems to be long-deleted posts from this blog, which were re-posts.

xi. this is the only source i can find but i don't think it leads to the artist ): please hmu if you have any leads about all of these.

part of the mine and the bestie’s delusional headcanon that near and mello (& matt) did have somewhat of a mentor/mentee relationship with L (fuck them other kids….) whom although genuinely fond of them was a willing participant in the amoral watari industrial complex (did he care to be succeeded? did he find it amusing or an interesting long term project? were the tests and mindfuckery and hot/cold unpredictable behavior and purposeful sowing of a rivalry between them the only model of family and mentorship he knew and was capable of? did he ever really love them? will they ever know? etc etc etc.)

i’m handwaving away the “we only talked to L once” story as skillfully edited by near because 1. he loves to lie and 2. his complicated relationship with L and subsequent grief AND resentment is still wrapped in seventeen thousand layers of emotional repression and who wants to get into that. 3. also makes mello’s comments in LABB about not caring if near is hurt that he knows more about L than near does way funnier. sibling behavior

anyway the both of them have a brotherfatherhero complex the size of TEXAS but thankfully they can sublimate that in the bedroom through creative kinky means. i know the usual "don't ship them!" rethoric is that they're foster brothers but unfortunately that just makes them a billion times more compelling. to me

[lucidloving]

Charlotte Erikson, Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself // Keaton St. James, "September Affirmation (Don't Be Afraid)" // Ocean Vuong, "Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong"

[fjorrd]

on loneliness with anis mojgani, in the pockets of small gods / ocean vuong, someday i'll love ocean vuong / sophocles, trans. anne carson, antigonick / maggie nelson, bluets

[porto-rosso]

something something parallels

emily palermo, "what i could never confess without some bravado" / teen titans (2003) issue #0.5 / nicole dollanganger, "swan" / teen titans (2003) issue #78 / @.mag200 / batgirl (2000) issue #37 / ocean vuong, "someday i'll love ocean vuong / batgirl (2008) issue #6 / emilie autumn, the asylum for wayward victorian girls

[amiablesummer]

I must endure.

e.e. cummings // Sam Heelis, Submerged // Vincent Van Gogh, via @metamorphesque // Andrea Wan // Mary Oliver, For Example // Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to A Young Poet // everbloominglove // Ocean Vuong, Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong, via @lucidloving // Andrei Dobrynin // David Lethithan, How They Met And Other Stories // @archbudzar