The Witching Hour #7 - DC, March 1970.

Cover art by Neal Adams.

effulgence

– joy luck club, amy tan

im like always resisting the urge in conversation to go "can you perceive me? are you perceiving me? do i feel like a real person to you? am i fully a person? what does it feel like to talk to me? how do you think about my place in your interpretation of the world? what do i mean to you? do i seem put together? do i seem like i know what im doing? do i seem competent? what is the version of me inside your head like?"

Don’t open a bottle of champagne around me unless you want a tiny chair for your joint or other tiny objects.

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to Arthur Davison Ficke featured in Savage Beauty: The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay.

Søren Kierkegaard, Diaries 1813-1855

just need sex and a good thunderstorm, that’s all

THE GARDEN

it is easy to love someone when they are perfect, when they are soft and light, when they are filled with hope and happiness. but loving someone when they are wearing their flaws like an apology, when they are breaking down, when they are carrying their hurt, or their anxiety, or their past within them - that is when it means the most.

always comforting others with the words you wish to hear