west coast dreams

farmer/poet/musician/homebody; they/them/their pronouns; unceded lekwungen territory (victoria, bc)

(Source: towritepoems, via heavymuffintop)

killifishes:

keep on becoming

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“For the dinner table.
For the men who have made you
believe that you are some place that can be left.
You move like a thief in a jewelry store,
always poised for an alarm, for
a mistake, and I don’t know how
to tell you that the diamonds are already yours.
For the coffee mug with your name on it.
For the yoga mat in the closet
that is forgetting your hands.
I want to be with you in the place where you have not made yourself small,
in the place where you still love my poetry and don’t smile like surrender.
For the home in your throat.
For your ankles.
For the prayer in your teeth.
I love you like freedom.
I love you like there is no room for anything else.
I love you like straight spine.
I wish you would stand up and meet me there.”

—   Caitlyn Siehl, For the Dinner Table (via alonesomes)

(via jessiedress)

“Lay your darkness down
in between us on the bed.
We will find a way
to wrap our arms around it,
to love each other through it.”

—   Peregrine (via youreyesblazeout)

(via mylovingyou)

“Don’t you dare
Shrink yourself
For someone else’s comfort -
Do not become small
For people who refuse to grow.”

—   m.v., Advice to my future daughter, #2. (via findingwordsforthoughts)

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stereocolours:

Endless Night
Adam Marshall Photography 

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“That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second.”

—   (via angiellehcim)

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elenamorelli:

{head in the clouds}

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