Thursday, November 27, 2025

( via / me )

"Now dead, he continues his migration..."

"Cordova's son, Theo, invented a language for the family. ...I remember Astrid explaining it to me like it was yesterday. 'The Russians have sixteen words for love. Our language has twenty.' " —Night Film

"Vanity of Human Wishes" with commentary.

old bookmarks · ribbons to branches tied
not enough trails · did i tear apart
full afternoon · in the elsedim
   two or three words i learned

One of the best sonnets not by shakespeare or millay.

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