-Ritika Jyala, A conversation with my dad after a dance competition or it could be God
“Tonight, I’m talking to you, father, although
It is quiet here in the Midwest, where a small wind,
The size of a wrist, wakes the cold again—
Which may be all that’s left of you & me.When I left home at seventeen, I left for good.”
–Larry Levis, “Winter Stars”
jane kenyon
David Foster Wallace | Infinite Jest | 1996
Kate Cayley, from "Lent"
“Let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing (via wethinkwedream)
the impossible return
Happy May, friends 🍄🌿✨
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
[text ID: In the deepening spring of May, I had no choice but to recognize the trembling of my heart.]