"

the girl is a contradiction,
a fighter,
a mask-maker.

she is changeling,
not a demon,
her deception is playful and freeing.

she is an intellect,
a beauty,
a whirlpool.

she is fast-paced,
not rushed,
her eyes are spring green with tamed monstrosity.

the girl is a sharp-tongued lover,
a cool entertainer,
contrasting and severe,
as a negative space painting.

her distinction is not to be confused,
with separation,
she is the masks of theater,
keepers of comedic and tragic melding.

"

— gemini queen; l.m. (via apoeticmythos)

"—but it was a May afternoon and the cool air was a flower blooming with its perfume."

— Clarice Lispector, from Complete Stories; “Beauty and the Beast or The Enormous Wound”
(via luthienne)

"Somewhere between the sayable and the unsayable, poetry runs. Antidote to the river
of forgetting."

— Rebecca Lindenberg, from ‘Poetic Subjects’ (via soracities)