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Anonymous asked: Tell us about yourself.
Oh hey anon, I’m just a twenty something studying interior design in NYC. People tell me I look like Nicole Kidman and Taylor Swift’s baby. I have a lot of final projects that are stressing me out. I really like Merlin. I am a huge Harry Potter fan. I don’t want to grow up. I’m not sure what an anon would be curious about, so…. fun fact, I’m an identical triplet. Cheers!
The greater the fear, the less hope there was.
Erich Schütz, from Historie von der schönen Lau (The story of Lau, the beautiful water nymph), by Eduard Friedrich Mörike, Vienna, 1921.
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very dulac-esque
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York Minster, York, England. Photo by Ann-Marie McManaman
York Minster, York, England. Photo by Ann-Marie McManaman
Home shweet home.
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“One clear night while the others slept, I climbed
the stairs to the roof of the house and under a sky
strewn with stars I gazed at the sea, at the spread of it,
the rolling crests of it raked by the wind, becoming
like bits of lace tossed in the air. I stood in the long,
whispering night, waiting for something, a sign, the approach
of a distant light, and I imagined you coming closer,
the dark waves of your hair mingling with the sea,
and the dark became desire, and desire the arriving light.
The nearness, the momentary warmth of you as I stood
on that lonely height watching the slow swells of the sea
break on the shore and turn briefly into glass and disappear …
Why did I believe you would come out of nowhere? Why with all
that the world offers would you come only because I was here?”
—
Black Sea
by Mark Strand