lonequixote:
“Claude Monet
Water Lilies (Nympheas)
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lonequixote:

Claude Monet

Water Lilies (Nympheas)

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7-weeks:

“Sorrow was our favorite place to undress, hoping time / would be a forgiving God.”

Desireé Dallagiacomo, from “The Funny Wind of the Heart Is Not a Reliable Weathervane,” Sink

(via on-poetry)

dappledwithshadow:

Vincent van Gogh

(via slaughter-books)

reptilealiensmadeoflight:
“– Lucille Clifton, “the last day” ”

reptilealiensmadeoflight:

– Lucille Clifton, “the last day”

"I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating."

— Jean-Paul Sartre (via mcqueencat)

(via theclassicsreader)

"I am only fluent in apologies."

Hieu Minh Nguyen - “Buffet Etiquette” (NPS 2013)

"I am so tired of waiting,
Aren’t you,
For the world to become good
And beautiful and kind?"

— Langston Hughes, from “Tired” (via theclassicsreader)

whatareyoureallyafraidof:


If you ever wondered what it would be like to live in 1937 or 1957, you don’t have to look far. We are living in it.

America is an ugly place.

Dressed in khakis and polos, bearing torches, donning Nazi memorabilia, and chanting anti-black, anti-LGBT, anti-Jewish, anti-Muslim, and anti-immigrant chants, white supremacist bigots have descended on Charlottesville, Va., in droves in what may very well be the largest public demonstration of its kind in generations.

With almost no resistance from local police, these public bigots have marched and stomped all over town giving Nazi salutes while chanting “f— you, f—-ts.” They have yelled every racial slur imaginable and have done so with the full knowledge that they were being filmed.

They don’t the mind the spotlight.

Why would they? Their President, who they love and adore, was voted into office in a white supremacist surge. They attended his rallies and events.

If Donald Trump can target and harass women, immigrants, Muslims, the disabled, the poor, and so many others with threats of physical violence and cruel insults and taunts, why can’t they?

All of this hate, all of this ugliness, all of this bigotry and racism, didn’t come out of nowhere.

Yes, hate and bigotry are baked into the cake that is the United States of America, but ever since this nation, after electing 43 white men as President of the United States, opted to elect and re-elect Barack Hussein Obama, public bigotry and hate crimes have been on the rise.

Not only that, but for years now, Donald Trump has been at the center of that hate — being the most visible spokesman for the racist birther movement that claimed President Obama was illegitimately elected because he’s not actually an American, but is a secret African or an undercover Muslim who was determined to ruin the nation from the inside.

No more famous American parroted the talking points of this movement than Donald Trump — even going so far as to publicly claim he had dispatched private investigators to prove Obama was never born in Hawaii in the first place.

Donald Trump has been an immoral, offensive man for decades, but it was not until he put the very humanity of Barack Obama in his crosshairs that he became a cult hero to white supremacists from coast to coast.

Riding the wave of that newfound notoriety into the White House, Trump appointed two of the most bigoted men in the nation, Steve Bannon and Stephen Miller, as his Chief Strategist and Chief Policy Advisor. When you choose to appoint men with lengthy, documented histories of bigotry, men so despicable that they probably could not pass through the human resources of a single Fortune 500 company, to some of the highest available positions within the White House, such a public embrace of bigotry has repercussions.

We are living through those repercussions right now.

This year is on pace to be the deadliest year ever measured for people killed by police in American history. The President of the United States casually announces bans on people — be it Muslims, immigrants, and refugees from certain countries or transgender service members in the American military.

Every single leader I know and work alongside receives regular death threats. They are regularly called every foul, bigoted name imaginable. They are regularly lied on and subjected to some of the most heinous attack I’ve ever seen. This, too, is my reality.

Whatever you thought about 2017 in America, if ugliness, bigotry, and hatred aren’t at the center of your thoughts, then you should think again.

We are living in a dangerous, unstable time and I’m confident that Charlottesville isn’t an outlier, but an indicator of things to come.

If you ever wondered who you’d be or what’d you do if you were alive during other tumultuous periods in American history, just look at your life right now.

If you aren’t fighting back and speaking out right now, then that’s the best indicator of who you would’ve been back in the day. The good news is this: you can join the fight against bigotry and hate in America right now.

- Shaun King

"

I.

over breakfast,
my father asks what you see in me.

I bite the inside of my cheek,

shove a forkful of pancakes into my mouth,
notice the salt shaker eyeing my wounds.

II.

you launch “I love yous”
from a Brooklyn fire escape.

they travel 3,000 postcard miles
and collapse into my ear, exhausted.

I pinch their noses,
breathe new life into their lungs,
fold them into airplanes,

send them back to you
and wait.

III.

there isn’t a building
taller than two stories
here in Orange County.
not a single fire escape.

no point in jumping.
the worst that could happen
is a broken leg or heart.

this is why the sad kids get
so goddamn creative around here.

the mayor’s son rigged his noose
to raise with the garage door
when the Mercedes came home.

a nine-year old leapt into the lion’s cage
at Prentice Park Zoo after
her dog was hit by a car.

IV.

on our wedding day,
when I tell you “I do,”

it’s because I do.

it’s because you understand
how ten-thousand dollar apologies
still keep fathers worthless,

it’s because my ribcage expands
every time I think of you,

it’s for all the things
you see in me

and pretend
not to notice.

"

“your airplanes,” from Rachel McKibbens (via 7-weeks)

(via on-poetry)

"Orange blossoms blowing over Castile
children begging for coins.
I met my love under an orange tree
or was it an acacia tree
or was he not my love?…
Bells of San Miguel
ringing in the distance
his hair in the shadows blond-white"

— Louise Glück, Castile (via theperfumemaker)

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