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"Guns have triggers to
Make them go off but I have
Something better: you."
– haiku, “trigger” (via hollowed-words)
dearhomme:

Frederik Tolke

dearhomme:

Frederik Tolke

"At the traffic light, car horns blare like skinned animals.
I put my foot on the gas and go.
Not because the light is green, but because
we put a warm sweater on the child, then buried her."
– Rachel McKibbens, “Small Talk,” published in PANK (via bostonpoetryslam)
"

i forget that princes don’t have tails
until they kick at the water i am trying to make their home.

i forget that sailors drink no salt
until their bodies shrivel and wrinkle in the sea.

i forget that that captains must, too, breathe air
until my kisses do nothing to warm their lips.

i forget that i am not meant to care for them
until my sisters congratulate me on their death.

i forget that lovers can drown as well as enemies
until, one by one, they go limp in my arms.

i forget that i cannot cry
until it is all i cannot do to mourn.

i forget i am a monster
because what good would remembering do?

"
– “mermaid’s lament" - r. c. e. (via asteropes)

Subway. Buenos Aires (by Daniel Merle)

“In transit. I saw them. Just two kids in love. I got my 135 mm and made one shot”

Subway. Buenos Aires (by Daniel Merle)

“In transit. I saw them. Just two kids in love. I got my 135 mm and made one shot”

"Hell exists.
it’s here.
3 a.m.
awake and
without you."
– Beau Taplin, "Hell exists." (via 5weetsorrow)
stlara:

marina krtinic cooper for nou magazine, oct 12

stlara:

marina krtinic cooper for nou magazine, oct 12

"

Monday evening.
October 6th.

2 a.m. and you
bite my neck.

reminding me that
for all my broken light.

there is fire in
me yet.

"
Beau Taplin || Bite my neck.  (via afadthatlastsforever)