You Know You Really Love Someone,

Colonizers write about flowers. I tell you about children throwing rocks at Israeli tanks seconds before becoming daisies. I want to be like those poets who care about the moon. Palestinians don’t see the moon from jail cells and prisons. It’s so beautiful, the moon. They’re so beautiful, the flowers.

— Noor Hindi, from “Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying,” DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.

Umduğunu bulamazsan bulduğunu um..

thank you

I know it’s not much in the face of everything but I have been finding hope & resilience in palestinian poetry these past few weeks and I created a google drive file of poetry collections by palestinian poets that I will keep updating as I keep on reading. I also recommend checking out @fiercynn’s palestinian poets series for more poets + poetry available online

It’s crazy how low self-worth fucks with peoples lives

i don’t listen to perfect places by lorde for a few months then it comes on and i feel reborn cause we are young and we’re ashamed. sends us to perfect places all of our heroes fading now i can’t stand to be alone let’s go to perfect places all the nights spent off our faces tryna find these perfect places what the fuck are perfect places anyway all the nights spent off our faces tryna find these perfect places what the fuck are perfect places anyway. all the nights spent off our faces. tryna find these perfect places what the fuck are perfect places. anyway.

Sometimes it's useful to look at your dialogue and ask yourself, "would a real human being talk like that?" But it's also good to ask the follow-up questions of "would the way a real human being talks sound good here" and "does this character actually talk like a real human being or are they weird about it."

Heart imagery by Andrea Zantelli

Let me be your shore,

You the captain of the boat

You know where to find me

You know where you can dock safely

Like the wife of a soldier that leaves for war

I’ll be waiting

Call me stupid, I’m stupid for waiting but I’m not wasting away,

I’m putting myself first,

You are what i want and I refuse to give you up

Call me selfish for wanting to be called yours

Heaven knows I’ve never been this desperate before.

Rare pity, mercy and compassion of the giants called humanity

the eve defense up on my substack