our grief falls flat and hollow

→ Sep 2014 "On the night you left
we had a dream about wolves again

They bit into the tires of cars
drug flowers through the streets
while we watched from our kitchens

Our knives vibrated in drawers

We couldn’t decide whether the dream
was good or bad" — Dalton Day, “Battlefield,” published in Radius  (via honeychurch)

(Source: bostonpoetryslam, via honeychurch)

→ Sep 2014
→ Sep 2014 "But mostly I just stand in the dark field,
in the middle of the world, breathing —" — Mary Oliver, from "What Is There Beyond Knowing" (via weissewiese)

(Source: barnsburntdownnow, via weissewiese)

→ Sep 2014
→ Sep 2014 inneroptics:

Laszlo Moholy-Nagy
→ Sep 2014 "I feel like I’ve swallowed a cloudy sky." — Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart  (via boyanxiety)

(Source: infidelium, via 1991995)

→ Sep 2014
→ Sep 2014
→ Sep 2014
→ Sep 2014 "Ultimately, it is the desire, not the desired, that we love." — Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil (via hellanne)