chen chen, nature poem in ‘when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities’
the artists that draw our favorite characters laughing together in kitchens are the pillars of the world, carrying its weight from collapse.
i wish i was easier to love
u.k / u.k / yves olade / japanese breakfast / ross gay / u.k / u.k / u.k
richard siken, crush // christopher healy, a hero’s guide to saving your kingdom // the amazing devil, ruin // j.d. salinger, raise the high roof beam // susan sontag, as consciousness is harnessed to flesh: journals and notebooks // claudia rankine, don’t let me be lonely: an american lyric // the avett brothers, i wish i was // frank bidart, the war of vaslav nijinsky // nicola toon, everything, everything
kiddie au for fun
just finished the new percy jackson book, the chalice of the gods and i'm curled up into fetal position, crying my eyes out— because this book was truly written for us, the ones who read the series at 9 years old and were absolutely taken with the sassy hero who loves his friends too much. the ones who are now in their early years of adulthood and inheriting a world of uncertainty.
the themes of growing up, trying to figure out what that means in this world, and desperately wanting to live a good life. rick wrote it with that boyish charm that percy has always had but he knew his audience has grown up and he told this story for them, the twenty-somethings who will never forget opening that first book about a boy who never wanted to be a demigod.
i love the implication that annabeth just gets approached and asked for autographs often by fans - dryads, naiads, satyrs, other demigods. she has her own little fan club and resident member percy jackson didn't even know about it but was like "yeah that makes sense" when he found out.
Who else is feeling the universal ache of existence tonight