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clean reserve sparkling sugar perfume. fresh. light like a whiff of shampoo. a little sweet but not nauseatingly so. basic but i love it
poem by mosab abu toha pasted to ironwoodfarmny’s truck traveling from Ghent, NY
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spring grove cemetery, cincinnati ohio
mutual meetup through space and time
From Pierre-Auguste Renoir’s ‘The Cat with Julie Manet’, 1887
Leonid Pasternak (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work
oh leonid, we're really in it now
feeling sick about starting the job process again but. i have to. or else nothing changes
I WISH THINGS HAD TURNED OUT DIFFERENTLY!!!!!!!!! goes to the supermarket
shell poems by barbara t. smith
One of the best shot of Total Solar Eclipse from 08-04-2024.
Via @nasa-official
I almost cried yesterday when I found out Emily Dickinson was extremely house bound and even at times made people who wanted to visit speak to her from outside her bedroom door. I read that most of her important relationships were all letters she exchanged with pen pals and that was her way of companionship and idk it just made me feel like I was bursting
bee in jar by Molly Brodak
March 29 2024 🇵🇸 While standing in line trying to get some food in the southern Gaza Strip, he yelled at the journalist Fakri Ibrahim, saying: 'Send this picture to Israel and the world.'