Https://www.instagram.com/p/B2JPnl_hsoY/ ARTxLIT: Robin Ekiss X Adriaen Van Utrecht

https://www.instagram.com/p/B2JPnl_hsoY/ ARTxLIT: Robin Ekiss x Adriaen Van Utrecht —

“[…] not to carry the bones of August
into September, foiled with redness
and nothing to squander but the buds of spring
dormant in their boughs.”

Robin Ekiss, from “The Bones of August,” from The Mansion of Happiness (University of Georgia Press, 2009) . . . 🎨:  Adriaen van Utrecht, Vanitas Still Life with Flowers and Skull, 1642. Oil on canvas, 67 x 86 cm.

You know, I always thought, you were a little piece of the Moon, fallen to Earth in a cosmic storm.

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Siempre pensé que eras un pedacito de la Luna, caído a la Tierra en una tormenta cósmica.

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I MISS YOU

“You are both beauty and tragedy in one form I held you— I felt as if a thousand knives was jabbing my body I kissed you— I tasted both heaven and underworld down my throat I made love to you— I didn’t know whether to worship you or burn the hell out of you Now I understand the meaning of loving someone to death You are both and I’m somewhere in your between”

— “Love and Death”, anastasiasyah (via anastasiasyah)

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Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

Me and my late night thoughts....