I’ve never written, though I thought I wrote, never loved, though I thought I loved, never done anything but wait outside the closed door
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Haulm | Clean
The light fell from the sky in cataracts of pure transparency, in torrents of silence and immobility
Sergey Poznokos | My Flashing Candle
Because he doesn’t know he carries within him a supreme elegance, I say it for him
P.F. Phillip & The Night Riders | Your Lips Are For Kissing
li hui
li hui
I am worn out with desire
Redolent | Kickhimintheshins
her skin’s as soft as that of certain fruits, you almost can’t grasp her
Rare Dm | Almost a Year
colette
sylvain emmanuel
I can’t really remember the days. The light of the sun blurred and annihilated all color.
MATTIS | Into The Night
lauren treece
a heavenly injunction whose import was unknown
