THEY KEEP ASKING ME IF I WOULD DIE FOR THEM AND I KEEP ASKING WHY THEY WANT ME DEAD
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a list of poems that make me feel tender:
- field bling by ada limón
- for example by mary oliver
- having a coke with you by frank o’hara
- invitation by mary oliver
- meanwhile by richard siken
- on kindness by aracelis girmay
- oranges by gary soto
- small kindnesses by danusha laméris
- still by marc alan di martino + listen to him read it here
- the orange by wendy cope
- the thing is by ellen bass
- two-headed calf by laura gilpin
- wild geese by mary oliver + listen to her read it here
- variation on the word sleep by margaret atwood
all too well - taylor swift / normal people dir. hettie macdonald / call down the hawk - maggie stiefvater / cornelia street - taylor swift / sunflower vol 6 - harry styles / annabelsmitt on Instagram / wish - m s merwin
helping others by neglecting yourself will do so much more damage than expressing you’re not in the right headspace / position to give someone the aid they deserve. although you may feel the need to be a source of positivity to those around you who aren’t doing well, it’s not your job to be everything for everybody all the time, and kindness and helpfulness don’t always mean putting yourself second.
Persephone: Aphrodite, can I talk to you for a second?
Aphrodite: Yeah, what's up? Let me guess, you and Hades are having problems; you want me to teach you how to kiss?
Persephone: What? No, stop that. I know how to kiss, I've read books.
