No Ordinary Love, Salman Toor. Details. Special Exhibit, Baltimore Museum of Art, 7.30.2022
If we are lucky, September can be the most beautiful month of the year, with everything still green or just beginning to turn gold. The leaves change colour as the cold begins.
– Abdulrazak Gurnah, Gravel Heart
(Atheris squamigera) variable bush viper
Utagawa Kunisada, Red Maple Leaves at Tsūtenkyō Bridge (1854)
Barbara Crooker, “And Now It’s September,” [ID in alt text]
it’s crazy how i don’t know what any of you do for school/uni/work? who are you guys outside of tumblr? what do you work as??
“I hate solitude but I am afraid of intimacy. The substance of my life is a private conversation with myself and to turn it into a dialogue would be equivalent to self-destruction. The company I need is the company which a pub or café will provide. I have never wanted a communion of souls. It’s already hard enough to tell the truth to oneself.”
— Iris Murdoch, from Under the Net
everyone needs a nostalgic hidden creek where u go to remember who u are and where you’ve been
"Greetings to the Universe in 55 Different Languages", a poem compiled out of messages from the Voyager spacecraft
Elena Oganesyan, Burn to Die with you in Fire.
alexa demie on the set of euphoria s2