August 2010
5 posts
I, love, I am the pure acetylene virgin attended by roses.
– Sylvia Plath butterflyflutterbygoodbye (via milktrees)
As if you were on fire from within.
The moon lives in the lining of your...
– Pablo Neruda (via milktrees) (via funeral) (via dollheart)
December 2009
1 post
November 2009
18 posts
The Rememberer by Aimee Bender
cantstopthewind:
My lover is experiencing reverse evolution. I tell no one. I don’t know how it happened, only that one day he was my lover and the next he was some kind of ape. It’s been a month and now he’s a sea turtle. I keep him on the counter, in a glass baking pan filled with salt water. “Ben,” I say to his small protruding head, “can you understand me?” and he stares with eyes like...