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I fixed all my defaults!
♡Thank you @tipsy-clouds for sending me this quick fix! ♡
#Sims 4#the sims 4#sims 4 infants#baby mollie#mollie#mollie atwood#the paci is not cc!!!#ts4 screenshots#ts4 edit
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Molly doodles
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Tubbo and Badboyhalo – To teach is to learn
This one has not a lot to do with canon and everything to do with a faint AU in my head I can’t stop mulling over. So yeah, a bit OOC. But I wanted to make it c:
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credits:
1. https://pin.it/51VnYzw
•=•What are you asking•=•
2. Quote by Louise Glück
3. https://pin.it/4hPLYSI
4. “Places I’ve Taken My Body” Molly McCully Brown
5. Pink Floyd – The Final Cut
6. https://pin.it/e0deI5Y
7. Quote by Sylvia Plath
8. https://pin.it/66Z1qm0
9. https://pin.it/sjwLM4S
•=•What I will teach you•=•
10. “A Self-Portrait In Letters” Anne Sexton
11. Quote by Stephen King
12. https://pin.it/3h66DI5
13. The Green Knight (2021)
14. https://pin.it/1GFid8J
15. https://pin.it/41v0qZI
16. “Eating Snake” Margaret Atwood
17. “The Queen of the Damned” Anne Rice
18. https://pin.it/4gHV6RX
19. “South and West” Joan Didion
•=•What you will learn•=•
20. https://pin.it/2M9Mp3j
21. Quote by Fyodor Dostoevsky
22. Quote by Warsan Shire
23. “2 Truths and a Lie” Angelia Lowes
24. https://pin.it/3YNHTFG
25. “A Living Chattel” Anton Chekhov
26. https://pin.it/4dh3MCR
27. Quote by Eric LaRocca
28. @.cultof-aphrodite
29. https://pin.it/6HVZFin
•=•What I will realize as well•=•
30. Quote by Kurt Vonnegut
31. Japanese Breakfast – Boyish
32. “Caffeine, Pt.1” Sean Glatch
33. “My Own Deep Soul”
34. https://pin.it/2BZfYgO
35. https://pin.it/6qmkxyC
36. “Hot Mess” Kanika Lawton
37. https://pin.it/4Fwh6jy
38. https://pin.it/7chb5vs
39. Quote by Anne Sexton
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molly brodak, chuck palahniuk, frank bidart, chris abani, margaret atwood
#killua zoldyck#killugon#hxh#my stuff#sorry for so many posts today i’ve been insane & am going to bed now good night
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what could’ve been & what is
“…you and me, what do you say?”
1 - Jennifer Saint, Elektra // 2 - Sue Zhao // 3 - Richard Siken, Snow and Dirty Rain & Maria Petrovykh, Love Me. I Am Pitch Black // 4 - art by @ratsandlilies on twitter // 5 - @/laniyng & @/orpheuslament // 6 - Keane, Better Than This // 7 - Mitski, Stay Soft // 8 - @/kedreeva & Margaret Atwood, ‘He shifts from east to west’, Power Politics & Clarice Lispector, The Stream of Life & Anais Nin, Henry and June // 9 - Molly McAdams, Stealing Harper & Jack Kerouac, On the Road // 10 - Henri Cole, Nothing to Declare: Poems; ‘Sphere’ & ??? // 11 - @/obeliskandmetronome // 12 - Michael Cunningham, The Hours & Marion Wheeler, There Is No Antimemetics Division // 13 - Lucia LoTempio, Hot with the Bad Things // 14 - Gail Hareven, The Confessions of Noa Weber & Flannery O'Connor, The Violent Bear It Away // 15 - p.d., there is no absolution for the fallen, only the dying // 16 - art by c.b. (@/archbudzar)
#I had to watch this scene so many times you guys#please. send your thoughts and prayers in the form of reblogs#good omens#fizz web weaving#good omens spoilers#go web weaving#good omens web weaving#web weaving#web weave#good omens season two#gos2#gos2ep6#good omens fanart#ineffable husbands#arizacrow#aziraphale#crowley#anthony j crowley
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April 4, 2024: Coyotes by the Eliot House, Glyn Maxwell
Coyotes by the Eliot House
Glyn Maxwell
Tom I’ve a question and all I have is a question.
There are lots of coyotes near this old house you lived in.
I didn’t expect them here in the green Northeast.
Figured them things of rocks and the high sierras.
There goes another one bounding for the bushes.
First time, I thought: that’s a dog acting really strangely.
But it didn’t turn back for approval or get distracted
by an insignificant thing, as a dog will tend to.
No it was gone by now, it had made me nervous.
They’re the size of a family dog but they’re on their own.
Folks round here reassure me there’s no danger
unless you attack their cubs so I’ll shelve my plan
to attack their cubs, chrissakes. Tom, Tom,
apologies, I have loved my time in your house.
Last night at dinner we heard a siren wailing
off in the town and all of them started howling,
all the coyotes for miles around in the bushes
aghast, alerting their young, alarming their old,
rising and heightening, matching its pitch and power,
one near the blue spinning light in its thrall, uniquely
bound by this unpredicted visitation.
Then after the siren faded they packed it in.
What do they think that is, that demands of them
and gets of them their love or their terror or both?
What do we poets do when we know it’s nothing?
Not for them or against them or about them.
Tom, I had to be here to ask that question.
I expect I’ll have to be gone before you answer.
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More animal poems.
More poems responding to T.S. Eliot, my problematic fave:
Waste Land Limericks, Wendy Cope
Old Women in Eliot Poems, David Wright
Today in:
2023: I Know Someone, Mary Oliver
2022: I’m Going Back to Minnesota Where Sadness Makes Sense, Danez Smith
2021: In the Morning, Before Anything Bad Happens, Molly Brodak
2020: Interesting Times, Mark Jarman
2019: The accident has occurred, Margaret Atwood
2018: Little snail, Anonymous
2017: Poem for My Son in the Car, Jennifer K. Sweeney
2016: Postcard to Baudelaire, Thomas Lux
2015: What The Dead Tell Us About Charon, Ferryman Of The Dead, Brett Ortler
2014: The Trees, Philip Larkin
2013: A Small, Soul-Colored Thing, Paisley Rekdal
2012: Last Supper, Charles Wright
2011: I Said to Poetry, Alice Walker
2010: Disgraceland, Mary Karr
2009: What To Say To A Bear, Ionna Warwick
2008: In The City of Light, Larry Levis
2007: the mockingbird, Charles Bukowski
2006: Part of Eve’s Discussion, Marie Howe
2005: I thank You God for most this amazing, e.e. cummings
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The Artful Dodger: "Trust Me, I'm a Doctor" | SneedxOC
*I'm using this gif because I can't find one of Sneed not reacting to Lady Belle stalking him down, haha*
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Summary: Rainsford Sneed and Molly Atwood have no ill will towards each other. None. They were just doing their jobs: serving and...doctoring.
Set around Episode 4 with the “anesthesia” and Episode 6 with the “Pepper Jelly”
Authored by: Rhuben
Original Character: Molly Atwood (*also stuck between the name Effie Atwood*)
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“Don’t move.” Rainsford Sneed barely turned to take stock of tools at his disposal when the woman’s hands flew up towards her face. “I said don’t move!” She dropped her hands again, tightly gripping the arms of her chair, shifting and rocking from side to side. “You’re acting like a bloody fish yourself, ma’am. It’s very unbecoming.”
“You try having a hook stuck in your eye and not moving.” Both eyes firmly clamped shut, Sneed knew she was still trying to gauge just how much damage had been done. The fishing hook shifted and bobbed with each shift of her eyes. At least the bleeding stopped. “I can now surely understand why a fish wiggles so.”
“Yes, I can only imagine the pain you’re in ma’am,” Sneed replied, “but unless you wish to lose sight in your eye entirely, which, I do insist would be a shame, I must ask that you try to stay still.”
Squinting open her good eye, Molly Atwood managed to give Sneed her best attempt at a glare. He noticed the green flecks in her hazel eyes with the light of the sun cast across her face. Yes, it would be a shame... Clearing his throat, he quickly stepped away from her, giving a wide berth to look over exactly what tools he needed. He had to be professional.
“You’re not going to take me into the theater, then?” Molly asked from behind him. Sneed glanced at her over his shoulder. She seemed to be relaxed now If only for a moment.
“This will only take a few moments,” he said, starting to roll up his shirt sleeves. “The drunkards wouldn’t take too kindly to such an easy foray, I’d imagine.” He sighed. “Don’t think they’d believe it to be a good show.”
“Yes, I suppose we mustn’t deprive them of excellent entertainment.”
He took her sarcasm in stride. It was that kind of entertainment that would help get him into the professor’s position. God willing. Still, there was a thrill to surgery. Some might call it barbaric. But he enjoyed it. And those that came out to watch his prowess as a surgeon, when he won the coin toss, enjoyed it, too.
“You don’t need Hetty?” she asked. “Are you sure you can do this?”
Pressing his lips together, Sneed grabbed the glass bottle sitting on his workstation, pointed the nozzle at her face, and squeezed his finger around the trigger. Twice.
For both questions.
A squeak of surprise came from Molly as she jerked in her seat, face now wet. “What on Earth was that?”
Letting out a long sigh through his nose, Sneed set down the perfume bottle. A little harder than he needed to, he supposed. But if it worked... His gaze shifted through the window and towards the theater where Jack and Lady Belle were pacing back and forth across the room, deep in discussion. Belle’s head buried deep in the book, index finger gliding across the pages. If they said it worked...
“It’ll help,” he said quietly. “Does it sting?”
“Is it supposed to?” Molly asked in alarm, her grip tightening on the rests of the chair she was in. “If my face falls off, Rainsford Sneed...”
His lips twitched upwards into a hint of a smile. One he quickly erased from his visage. Besides, it was another empty threat, he was sure. She had yet to see his demise after all this time. In fact, he had gotten quite used to these words from her. Only she normally had a sharp knife on her, not the stink of fish, as he usually found her in the middle of assisting preparing a meal for the Govenor and his fellowship. Or another task which Lady Jane Fox had asked of her.
“So, how did this happen?” he asked.
“I told you; I was fishing. I caught one. I got startled by a commotion. I jerked back on the line and...” She made an odd squishing sound with her mouth, lazily indicating her eye.
“You can remove it, can’t you?”
“Yes, I believe I can.”
“Will I lose my eye?”
“I hope not.”
“Yeah, me too.” After all, how could she fulfill her dream of sailing the open seas without sight? “I do trust you.”
Sneed gave a sharp shake of his head. How would he fulfill his dream of becoming Head Surgeon if he didn’t concentrate? Sailing the seas was no life for a lady, but just the same, he still had to do his job. He stretched his hands, and his fingers before picking up a scalpel, hovering it over her face.
“I do mean it this time, don’t move,” he said. Molly’s chest hitched with the deep breath she took in. And held. Sneed carefully pressed the tip to his scalpel to her eyelid, pressing until it sank into her skin. Through it. He tossed it aside, where it landed with clatter on his table, using his other hand to carefully push the sharp end of the hook out through the newly created hole. Then he grasped his bolt cutters, snipped off the end of the hook, and pulled it back out of the original site of injury. “Got it.”
“Fantastic.”
Sneed sprayed more of the antiseptic and grabbed a piece of cloth to carefully dab at the remaining moisture and blood.
“What are the fish for?”
“To eat, of course.”
“Molly.”
“Rainsford.” She copied his tone. Equal mix frustration and amusement. Glad someone found this to be funny.
“The Govenor and Lady Jane are not one to ask for fish for supper unless they are hosting,” Sneed explained starting to stitch up her eyelid. “And I do not believe catching them would be a task Lady Jane would bestow upon you.” He gave a sharp tug on the thread in his hand, smiling ruefully at the sharp gasp of pain from his patient. “You are selling them, I suppose. The fish. Why?”
Molly was silent for a moment. “Everyone wishes for fortune, wouldn’t you say?” she asked.
“I suppose so,” he agreed. Setting down the thread he leaned over her, grasping her chin in between his fingers, turning her head this way and that. “Now, slowly, open your eyes.” He watched as she did so, her hazel eyes fixing on him immediately despite the puffiness of one of her eyes. Silence filled the space as they looked at each other before Sneed found himself pushing himself away from her with swiftness. He cleared his throat, clasping his hands behind his back as he calmed himself. “What can you see?”
She smiled. “You.”
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“Good evening,” Molly quickly stopped what she was doing to grasp the folds of her dress in a courtesy as Sneed stepped into the warm kitchen. “You’re back on your two feet, Rainsford!”
“Glad that you can even see me at all,” Sneed responded with a tight nod of his head. He gazed around the bustling space, absentmindedly repeatedly smoothing his hand down the front of his shirt. “I suppose everything is healing well.”
“Suppose,” Molly replied. She lifted her hand and gingerly pressed her eyelid. The swelling had gone down immensely. No lasting issues seem to be apparent other than a particularly rough feeling when he blinked. Even that was dissipating with time. “Suppose you are as well?” Her gaze flittered from his lips to his leg. “That is why you came in? To check on your patient?”
“Yes, of course.” Sneed rapidly nodded his head before taking another step closer to her. He looked around once more and seeming to be appeased with the fact that no one else was paying attention to him, he stepped closer to her and lowered his voice. “It is not just that. I wished to know what was to be served tonight at supper?”
Molly’s eyebrows came towards each other as she put down the knife she was about to press into the lump of bread dough before her. Then she turned towards him, eyes twinkling with recognition. She felt a smile come to her face as he watched Sneed shift uncomfortably from foot to foot.
Rainsford Sneed. Recognized surgeon. Nervous.
Interesting.
“Nothing with pepper, I assure you,” she replied. She blinked rapidly, startled at the loud “Sssshh” he hissed in her face, looking around. Rolling her eyes, Molly lowered her voice. “There is no pepper in tonight’s meal. Promise.” She then widened her eyes innocently. “Should I ask that it no longer be served to you?” She placed a hand upon her hip. “I’ll make sure Fanny is aware.” She couldn’t stop the frostiness that suddenly coated her words when she added, “Or is it Lady Belle you’d wish to know this about you?”
He seemed to stiffen; his eyes boring into her. Yes, she was aware of Lady Fanny’s infatuation. And the proposal. And the reason for the duel leading to Sneed’s injured leg. And the Pepper Jelly. Fanny was all atwitter about the whole thing; finding no listening ear in her own sister. Not that Molly was mad. It was actually quite funny. In an annoying kind of way.
“No, I don’t suppose...they’d need...to know,” he finished quietly.
“Suppose not.”
“Though, should you ever want to be tempted again to try...” Molly reached for the small clay bowl in front of her. “I suggest you protect yourself, eh.”
She dipped her fingers into what looked like some sort of clear jam and spread it across her fingers. Then, she took his chin with one hand, and started to slowly smear the cool jam over his lips. “To save you from another stay in bed, of course.”
Upon releasing him, Sneed pressed his now shiny lips together. He silently blinked in response to Molly’s smile of mirth as she turned back to preparing that night’s meal. It took a moment for her to realize he was still standing there, just watching her. Still blinking. She jumped slightly at the revelation before relaxing into a playful smile.
“What?” she asked him over her shoulder. He had his hands up to his lips. “You don’t trust me, Dr Sneed?”
“What is this?” he finally asked, venturing a swipe of his tongue over his lips.
“Animal fat.” One side of Molly’s mouth briefly lifted at the alarmed look on Sneed’s face. “You eat the rest of the animal, don’t you?” She had seen it numerous times when he was extended the invitation to sit with the Governor. “We put it on our hands sometimes. Helps from getting any of the spices under our nails. Hurts like the devil, sometimes, doesn’t it?”
“Our guest will be arriving soon. Girls, I need you out front.” Lady Jane’s voice was carried from the front of the estate.
“Well, alright, yes, thank you,” Sneed said with a quick nod of his head. “For the tip.”
“You’re welcome, Dr. Sneed.” Molly cleared her throat. She rolled her shoulders back, tipping her chin upwards. She did not wish for Lady Jane to find her falling behind in her work. Not on a day so important to Fanny. Only a simple glance across the table as she helped serve dinner would give away her proclivity of “Oh, Dr. Sneed?”
“Yes?” Sneed asked, spinning on the ball of his foot in the doorway.
“Glad to see you, too.”
Sneed bent forward in a short, quick bow, his lips lifting into a prideful smile. He mimed a quick tipping of his hat before leaving the kitchen. Laughing quietly through her nose, Molly shook her head, before getting back to the task at hand.
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Tag List: @ocappreciationtag @foxesandmagic @witchofinterest @ochub @darknightfrombeyond. If anyone else wishes to be added to the tag list for The Artful Dodger and my OC (who I still can't decide on the name of), let me know!
#tw: injury#the artful dodger#the artful dodger oc#rainsford sneed#sneed x oc#hey a new oc#ficlet#ficlet: trust me i'm a doctor#one shot#authored by: rhuben#by: rhuben
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Flirtatious instructor
Tobias Eaton x black fem reader
Summary: durning training Four gets a little flirty?
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You know usually after being here for two weeks now you would think I would know not to try and help other initiations with their training as another initiation myself but here I am trying to help Tris. After hitting my target with a straight aim hitting the middle.
Me and Christina walked off the mat but not before me giving my best friend Tris tips on how to the target perfectly. As I was doing that our instructor Four says, “No helping others, once you’ve hit your target” while looking at me then telling Tris to keep shooting until she hit the target again.
Once me and Christina were off the mat completely we stood and talked about if one of us actually had a crush on Will and Four going back and fourth until Four walks over to us. Four walks up to me until Molly Atwood says, “Ew Four get away from her she’s a whore.”
I then look up at him asking “can I strangle her please?” to which he leans down to whisper in my ear “Ignore her, she’s just jealous of you.” and then walking away back to the mat. Christina and I start hitting each other not believing what just happened.
Four than stops and turns looking at us, causing us to immediately stop hitting each other. We wave at him awkwardly before he looks at me and winks.
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#tobias eaton x reader#black y/n#black!fem!reader#four divergent#dauntless#divergent#tobias eaton#x fem!reader#x black fem reader
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I wrote my eulogies in fire
On my own skin
May the smokes of my flesh
be hymns of forgiveness
Forgive me Forgive me
Let me burn
About F.C.G. & Ashton & Fearne
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena | Molly Burton, (???) | Buzzcut Season by Lorde | Dive by Ed Sheeran | Dylan Thomas, Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night | Gasoline by Halsey | Margaret Atwood, Selected Poetry 1965-1995
#this is a ashton telling them sorry and but kinda not???#it's not 'sorry i put you through this' it's 'sorry. i HAD to burn'#it started with lorde's song. everyone say thank you lorde#ashton greymoore#fresh cut grass#fcg#fearne calloway#parallels#poetry#quotes#lyrics#bells hells#rau'shan and ka'mort#aesthetics#fire#the colors are a mess but do you see the vision????#critical role#cr stuff
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I actually read a few books this year!
Three that I recommend:
Gender Queer: A Memoir | Maia Kobabe
Hell Followed With Us | Andrew Joseph White
Loveless | Alice Oseman
Three that I read in one sitting:
A Kind of Spark | Elle McNicoll
Melissa | Alex Gino
If I Was Your Girl | Meredith Russo
Two that I haven't yet finished:
Neuroqueer Heresies | Nick Walker
Detransition, Baby | Torrey Peters
One that I read and didn't care for:
The Testaments | Margaret Atwood
Three that I'm planning to read:
The Girl From The Sea | Molly Knox Ostertag
Heartstopper (volume 1) | Alice Oseman
Lighter | Yung Pueblo
What I'm reading now:
Sissy: A Coming of Gender Story | Jacob Tobia
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Testing new hair
Arlette hair V1 from simstrouble
Hecate hair V1 from simstrouble
Tess hair from AH00B
Hecate hair V2 from simstrouble
ᵔᴥᵔ ✿ thank you! @simstrouble @aharris00britney @sssvitlanz @emilyccfinds @mmfinds
#sims 4#sims 4 hair#ts4 hair#lookbook s4#sims 4 lookbook#ts4 lookbook#s4lookbook#s4cc#s4ccfinds#the sims 4#ts4cc#ts4 cc#ts4 ccfinds#ts4ccfinds#sims 4 cc#mollie#mollie atwood
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:: 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !
' i invented a world because death is unknowable and someone i loved was about to live there ' ( ramona ausubel )
' because it's mine, i wait for it to die. then i bury it ' ( carrie fountain )
' it's okay. i love you, it's okay ' ( aracelis girmay )
' what's the word for being born of sorrow that isn't yours? ' ( cam awkward-rich )
' we were hungry, and human, and knew exactly what we were doing ' ( ali shapiro )
' what you fear will not go away : it will take you into yourself and bless you and keep you ' ( william stafford )
' it hasn't escaped me that the object that keeps me alive is the same one that will kill me ' ( margartet atwood )
' didn't you have to promise, a hundred times, not to die? ' ( rainer maria rilke )
' i don't remember my youth, do you think that i do? ' ( sheila heti )
' that's how it is for humans, unless and until they are tragic ' ( michael kinnucan )
' those who have died are always in my prayers ' ( nick cave )
' of course the love is there ' ( anne sexton )
' whatever you need. there's no rush ' ( durga chew-bose )
' in the next world, should i remember this one, i will praise it above everything ' ( david ignatow )
' last night i dreamt about you ' ( franz kafka )
' go on, talk to me, please ' ( william carlos williams )
' it's not enough to brace yourself ; eventually you must allow this world to hit you in the face ' ( carrie fountain )
' so what is the fuck is the matter with me? ' ( tony kushner )
' i'm preparing myself for a series of ongoing burials ' ( hanif abdurraqib )
' what sense could there be in that? ' ( anne carson )
' i love you with what in me is unfinished ' ( robert bly )
' i was there. i am always here ' ( summer farah )
' don't tell me your fears. let's just swap our worst pick up lines ' ( ali shapiro )
' i missed sadness because i no longer missed you ' ( paul guest )
' here is the game : today you are not going to die ' ( grant howitt )
' you thought you could make things be a certain way ' ( fleda brown )
' let it hurt. but let me survive ' ( susan sontag )
' i don't know, but you were there and i was there ' ( ada limón )
' i will not do the old things that i've always done ' ( heather havrilesky )
' it was an honor to have loved you ' ( joanna klink )
' i'm not so sure i need to say goodbye anymore ' ( nick cave )
' didn't you wake up feeling that you had no future? ' ( rainer maria rilke )
' there's no such thing as life, it's just catastrophe ' ( anne carson )
' do you think anything else under heaven really matters? ' ( james baldwin )
' why are we equal parts tender and not? ' ( james hoch )
' you will save yourself. you cannot help it ' ( molly brodak )
' we have to put our hands in the earth to make ourselves whole again ' ( robin wall kimmerer )
' i have killed for it and would again ' ( natalie shapero )
' i want to know what is holy ' ( carrie fountain )
' aren't we all disquieted by what we'll leave behind? ' ( durga chew-bose )
' so take me with you as a reminder that this present moment will one day be gone ' ( sheila heti )
' it's not sad at all, any of it ' ( carl phillips )
' i left the last of you to be lost in the fog inside me ' ( paul guest )
' in the whole entire world, you are the only person, the only person i love or have ever loved ' ( tony kushner )
' i could have told you it's all right, it's going to be all right ' ( carmen maria machado )
' you are wasting this life expecting disappointment ' ( eliza griswold )
' it's okay. i think i did what i could ' ( jane mead )
' i don't think we're all meant to save the world all the time ' ( andrew garfield )
' sometimes, when i'm careless, i think survival is easy ' ( ocean vuong )
' i'm satisfied with being. are you? ' ( clarice lispector )
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2023 reading wrap-up for fun :)
WHAT I READ (NO PARTICULAR ORDER):
Red White and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston
Renegades by Marissa Meyer
Arch-Enemies by Marissa Meyer
Super Nova by Marissa Meyer
Skyhunter by Marie Lu
Steelstriker by Marie Lu
Heartstopper 1-4 by Alice Oseman
Never Kiss Your Roomate by Philine Harms
The Girl From the Sea by Molly Knox Ostertag
Kiss Her Once For Me by Alison Cochrun
Girls of Paper and Fire by Natasha Ngan
Grown by Tiffany D Jackson
The Weight of Blood by Tiffany D Jackson
We Hunt the Flame by Hafsah Faizal
We Free the Stars by Hafsah Faizal
Love and Pompoms by Crystal Frasier, Val Wise, and Oscar O. Jupiter
House of Hollow by Krystal Sutherland
Gender Queer by Maia Kobabe
Garden Alchemy by Stephanie Rose
This Woven Kingdom by Tahereh Mafi
These Infinite Threads by Tahereh Mafi
Ace of Spades by Faridah Abike-Iyimide
The Silence of the Girls by Pat Barker
A Wilderness of Stars by Shea Ernshaw
Written in the Stars by Alexandria Bellefluer
The Book Thief by Mark Zusak
Daughter of the Moon Goddess by Sue Lynn Tan
She Drives Me Crazy by Kelly Quindlen
Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard
Glass Sword by Victoria Aveyard
Kings Cage by Victoria Aveyard
War Storm by Victoria Aveyard
The Sprite and the Gardener by Rii Abrego and Joe Whitt
The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
The Midnight Library by Matt Haig
A Beginners Guide to Tarot by Kathleen Olmstead
The Handmaids Tale by Margaret Atwood
The Testaments by Margaret Atwood
She is a Haunting by Trang Thanh Tran
The Lost Hero by Rick Riordan
Queen Among the Dead by Lesley Livingston
Throwaway Girls by Andrea Contos
Radio Silence by Alice Oseman
The Cruel Prince by Holly Black
The Wicked King by Holly Black
RE-READS:
The Renegades Trilogy by Marissa Meyer
She Drives Me Crazy by Kelly Quindlen
FAVORITES:
Radio Silence by Alice Oseman
The Cruel Prince by Holly Black
Skyhunter by Marie Lu
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on the biting and feeding and wanting and hunger of dogs. 不動睡蓮
hansel and gretel, anne sexton // the hand that feeds, nine inch nails // ossuaries, dionne brand // poem for a birthday: who, sylvia plath // war of the foxes, richard siken // sugarblood, liz bowen // climbing, lucille clifton // love is a dog from hell, charles bukowski // the third hour of the night, frank bidart // places i've taken my body: essays, molly mccully brown // civil service, claire schwartz // traveling, taneum bambrick // have you been long enough at table, leslie sainz // giovanni's room, james baldwin // aiskhylos, agamemnon, trs. anne carson // dear birmingham, gabrielle bates // date night, saeed jones // the lonely city, olivia laing // speeches for dr frankenstein, margaret atwood // spinoza says, sandra lim
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April 4, 2023: I Know Someone, Mary Oliver
I Know Someone
Mary Oliver
I know someone who kisses the way
a flower opens, but more rapidly.
Flowers are sweet. They have
short, beatific lives. They offer
much pleasure. There is
nothing in the world that can be said
against them.
Sad, isn’t it, that all they can kiss
is the air.
Yes, yes! We are the lucky ones.
--
Today’s poem in...
2022: I’m Going Back to Minnesota Where Sadness Makes Sense, Danez Smith
2021: In the Morning, Before Anything Bad Happens, Molly Brodak
2020: Interesting Times, Mark Jarman
2019: The accident has occurred, Margaret Atwood
2018: Little snail, Anonymous
2017: Poem for My Son in the Car, Jennifer K. Sweeney
2016: Postcard to Baudelaire, Thomas Lux
2015: What The Dead Tell Us About Charon, Ferryman Of The Dead, Brett Ortler
2014: The Trees, Philip Larkin
2013: A Small, Soul-Colored Thing, Paisley Rekdal
2012: Last Supper, Charles Wright
2011: I Said to Poetry, Alice Walker
2010: Disgraceland, Mary Karr
2009: What To Say To A Bear, Ionna Warwick
2008: In The City of Light, Larry Levis
2007: the mockingbird, Charles Bukowski
2006: Part of Eve’s Discussion, Marie Howe
2005: I thank You God for most this amazing, e.e. cummings
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Get To Know Me: Siblings Edition
**Rules**: Name at least five (no upper limit) sibling relationships you love. Each from a different fandom.
tagged by @winterlovesong1 awhile ago and I finally got around to doing it!
1. Olivia and Jordan Baker, ALL AMERICAN
2. Seth Cohen and Ryan Atwood, THE OC
(they’re adopted brothers so IT COUNTS)
3. Alexis and David Rose, SCHITT’S CREEK
4. Molly Hernandez and Gert Yorkes, MARVEL’S RUNAWAYS
5. Tia Landry and Tamera Campbell, SISTER, SISTER
6. Nathan and Lucas Scott, ONE TREE HILL
7. Eloise and Benedict Bridgerton, BRIDGERTON
Tagging @simon-eriksson @heartunsettledsoul @userbettycooper @imreallyloveleee @sullypants and anyone else who wants to do it??
#tag game#winterlovesong1#all american#the o.c.#schitt’s creek#runaways#sister sister#one tree hill#bridgerton
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