this is your daily reminder to not forget about ferguson. Keep it going!
And I am with you.
I’m the interminable fields you can’t see,
the little lights off in the distance
(in one of those rooms we are
living) and I am the rain
and the others all
around you, and the loneliness you love,
and the universe that loves you specifically, maybe,
and the catastrophic dawn,
the nicotine crawling on your skin—
I am with you.- Franz Wright, from To Myself (via violentwavesofemotion)
Daughter, sometimes love will try to rip your throat out.
It will sink its eyeteeth into you and search for the softest flesh,
the bruised and bloody parts of you that only just finished healing.
There are men that will make you long for the moon
and the cool skin of…