the rose queen

i am a fairy


Glad to have this thing for photo purposes

Excellent pout girl face

you are so beautiful inside and out. so rich! i love you always

leaving is not enough; you must
stay gone. train your heart
like a dog. change the locks
even on the house he’s never
visited. you lucky, lucky girl.
you have an apartment
just your size. a bathtub
full of tea. a heart the size
of Arizona, but not nearly
so arid. don’t wish away
your cracked past, your
crooked toes, your problems
are papier mache puppets
you made or bought because the vendor
at the market was so compelling you just
had to have them. you had to have him.
and you did. and now you pull down
the bridge between your houses,
you make him call before
he visits, you take a lover
for granted, you take
a lover who looks at you
like maybe you are magic. make
the first bottle you consume
in this place a relic. place it
on whatever altar you fashion
with a knife and five cranberries.
don’t lose too much weight.
stupid girls are always trying
to disappear as revenge. and you
are not stupid. you loved a man
with more hands than a parade
of beggars, and here you stand. heart
like a four-poster bed. heart like a canvas.
heart leaking something so strong
they can smell it in the street.

— Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell


Blue Nude (Souvenir of Biskra) (“Nu bleu, Souvenir de Biskra”), an early 1907 by Henri Matisse

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Diving Bird  (1939)

Giovanna Erika Klien

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Keren's beautiful painting + my embroidery 

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 leaving feels so strange. i no longer feel like a part of this world, and i don’t yet feel like a part of the world im about to join.    i don’t belong anywhere

no one wants me around i am a            


there’s nothing to gain from me anymore, i am not pleasing what can i say - “theres no point in nurturing a bond if youre going to have break it very soon” ? i’m not new and shiny. the next ones have filled in the gaps we’ve made and the wiggle room is gone. cemented in place i meant to say something but i cant expand my lungs and it all comes out too quick and too wrong and i can’t quite get it right , maybe you’ll figure out how to say it when it’s your turn

all i really needed was a hug


Asperatus clouds look incredible.

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A letter from Keith Haring, to a young Basquiat.

"Satisfy yourself. Don’t do it for anyone else."

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The Flowing Hair ‘52 by Matisse

The Acrobat c. ‘30 by Picasso

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