A Special Shoutout To LGBTQ+ Mormons And Exmos This Pride; To You In The Closet, Sitting Awkwardly In

Alessandro Biffignandi

god is the space where God used to be

Who am I meant to be angry at now?

dostoyevsky // nicola yoon // ada limón // john steinbeck // avainblue // sylvia plath

Happy Imbolc!

Snowdrops in the snow.

And why?

Luck I by Joy Sullivan

Vintage wlw will forever own my heart. We have been here for ages, and we won’t leave.

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Sanded by Kara

Daydreaming of the sea again Sitting on its sore shore Waves like a collar and chain Flowing with your tide As the moon nears the floor Devoted to its own time

There is no I.

am i the central nervous system? the brain, the skin, the eye? the microbiome in my gut, or stardust in the sky?

the soul (what soul?), the heart, the breath, the hormones in my blood? the shadows splashed on Plato's wall, the people that I love?

the clothes on my back, the name on ID, the carbon in my bones? the air i breathe unconsciously, the place that i call home?

or am i just the nowhere man, the woman so alone? i am the dreamer of the dream, the - I - in i don't know

alexander heir