"

To my daughters I need to say:

Go with the one who loves you biblically.
The one whose love lifts its head to you
despite its broken neck. Whose body bursts
sixteen arms electric to carry you, gentle
the way old grief is gentle.

Love the love that is messy in all its too much,
The body that rides best your body, whose mouth
saddles the naked salt of your far gone hips,
whose tongue translates the rock language of
all your elegant scars.

Go with the one who cries out for her tragic sisters
as she chops the winter’s wood, the one whose skin
triggers your heart into a heaven of blood waltzes.

Go with the one who resembles most your father.
Not the father you can point out on a map,
but the father who is here, is your home,
is the key to your front door.

Know that your first love will only be the first.
And the second and third and even fourth
will unprepare you for the most important:

The Blessed. The Beast. The Last Love,

which is, of course, the most terrifying kind.
Because which of us wants to go with what can murder us?
Can reveal to us our true heart’s end and its thirty years
spent in poverty? Can mimic the sound of our bird-throated mothers,
replicate the warmth of our brothers’ tempers?
Can pull us out of ourselves until we are no longer sisters
or daughters or sword swallowers but, instead,
women who give and lead and take and want
and want and want and want,
because there is no shame in wanting.

And you will hear yourself say:

Last Love, I wish to die so I may come back to you
new and never tasted by any other mouth but yours.
And I want to be the hands that pull your children
out of you and tuck them deep inside myself until they are
ready to be the children of such a royal and staggering love.
Or you will say:

Last Love, I am old, and have spent myself on the courageless,
have wasted too many clocks on less-deserving men,
so I hurl myself at the throne of you and lie humbly at your feet.

Last Love, let me never roll out of this heavy dream of you,
let the day I was born mean my life will end
where you end. Let the man behind the church
do what he did if it brings me to you. Let the girls
in the locker room corner me again if it brings me to you.
Let this wild depression throw me beneath its hooves
if it brings me to you. Let me pronounce my hoarded joy
if it brings me to you. Let my father break me again
and again if it brings me to you.

Last love, I have let other men borrow your children. Forgive me.
Last love, I once vowed my heart to another. Forgive me.
Last Love, I have let my blind and anxious hands wander into a room
and come out empty. Forgive me.

Last Love, I have cursed the women you loved before me. Forgive me.
Last Love, I envy your mother’s body where you resided first. Forgive me.
Last Love, I am all that is left. Forgive me.
Last Love, I did not see you coming. Forgive me.

Last Love, every day without you was a life I crawled out of. Amen.
Last Love, you are my Last Love. Amen.
Last Love, I am all that is left. Amen.

I am all that is left.
Amen.

"

Rachel McKibbens; “untitled” (via commovente)

Ask and you shall receive.
  • 1: Apart from tumblr, what do you like to do in your spare time?
  • 2: Name a favorite of each: food, drink, color.
  • 3: If you married rich and your spouse gave you $100,000 a week, what would you spend it on?
  • 4: Name a favorite of each: book, movie, tv show.
  • 5: If you were given the opportunity to spend 48 hours with absolutely anyone (living or dead), who would you spend it with and what would you do?
  • 6: Name a LEAST favorite of each: food, drink, color.
  • 7: What is the first initial of the name of the person you like/love?
  • 8: What kind of underwear do you prefer wearing?
  • 9: Name a LEAST favorite of each: book, movie, tv show.
  • 10: If you were sat on a plane beside your favorite celebrity, what would you do?
  • 11: What is the strangest thing you have in your room? (You are not allowed to explain why you own it.)
  • 12: What is a weird habit you have, or people have told you have. (Weird, not bad. No nail biting or any of that nonsense.)
  • 13: What would you consider to be the biggest insult to yourself?
  • 14: What are five things you absolutely have to have in your dream house?
  • 15: If you could be reincarnated as any animal, which would you chose and why?
  • 16: Which band (current or past) would you want to go on tour* with? (*Travel with, not preform with.)
  • 17: Name a favorite of each: band, album, song.
  • 18: Why is your favorite band your favorite?
  • 19: How many concerts have you attended? Which was your favorite? Least favorite? If none, who do you want to see live the most?
  • 20: What is one of your favorite song lyrics? (Who is it by?)
  • 21: Who do you ship?
  • 22: What band merch do you own? If any, whose is it and when did you get it? If none, whose do you wish you owned?
  • 23: How did you learn of the band that is currently your favorite?
  • 24: What celebrity do you idolize the most?
  • 25: Which member from which band would you most want to lather in nutella?

"I can get my head turned by a good-looking guy as much as the next girl. But sexy doesn’t impress me. Smart impresses me, strength of character impresses me. But most of all, I am impressed by kindness. Kindness, I think, comes from learning hard lessons well, from falling and picking yourself up. It comes from surviving failure and loss. It implies an understanding of the human condition, forgives its many flaws and quirks. When I see that in someone, it fills me with admiration."

Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: simply-quotes)

"They tell us the people we love are 72.8% water-
there is no such thing as crying,
we are only trying to turn ourselves inside out.
This is a noble pursuit"

Lewis Mundt, excerpt from “Water” (via pigmenting)

this is such an important collection of images

(Source: the-narddog)