Cher Is An ICON

if the comments i left on my own work were visible to the public, this is what my brain would look like during most of my writing process lmao

Microsoft really out here trying to stifle my creativity

pause while i  cry over leo AGAIN

tag your vibe

days of the week;

monday: snoozing your alarm clock, navy, seeing the moon in the morning, vanilla ice cream, writing poetry, blurry photographs, windswept hair, iced coffee

tuesday: seeing a cat on the street, a light rain shower, untied shoelaces, indistinct music from someone else’s earphones, empty coffee shops, denim jackets, long train rides

wednesday: pastel highlighters, drinking water, group laughter, plucking daisy petals, floral scents, counting down to a birthday, peonies

thursday: old books, a downpour, telling the truth, comfortable silence, hand holding, wrapping a gift, the smell of leather, reminiscence

friday: neon lights, sweet cravings, a little bit drunk, falling in love with a stranger, remembering your dreams, cherry red, late night showers, desserts at midnight

saturday: watering plants, childhood cartoons, a bowl of cereal, meeting someone new, waking up early and laying in bed, spontaneous plans, sitting on a rooftop

sunday: strawberry smoothies, golden hour, a soft feeling of wistfulness, lazy afternoons, 4pm naps, lofi mixes, deja vu, long daydreams, lighting sparklers

Christine Baranski for Town & Country Magazine photographed by Emilio Madrid (2022)

“Collect rocks. That’s all. But not just any rocks. You are an intelligent woman so you look for the unimaginable inside the ordinary. Go to places you would not ordinarily go alone - riverbanks. Deep woods. The part of the ocean shore where peoples’ gazes disappear. Wade in all waters. When you find a group of rocks, you must stare at them a long while before you choose, let your eyes adjust, use what you know of the long wait waiting. Let your imagination change what you know. Suddenly a gray rock becomes ashen or clouded with dream. A ring round a rock is luck. To find a red rock is to discover earthblood. Blue rocks make you believe in them. Patterns and flecks on rocks are bits of different countries and terrains, speckled questions. Conglomerates are the movement of land in the freedom of water, smoothed into a small thing you can hold in your hand, rub against your face. Sandstone is soothing and lucid. Shale, of course, is rational. Find pleasure in these ordinary palm worlds. Help yourself prepare for a life. Recognize when there are no words for the pain, when there are no words for the joy, there are rocks.”

Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water

katrina lenk: [literally just opens her mouth]

me, already vibrating at 100000mph: THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE SHE IS THERE

tag 9 people you want to know better/catch up with

stolen from @moxyphinx <3

Last Song: “Sarah Onstage”, courtesy of Lisa Gutkin on a zoom call.

last movie: sleepy hollow. Another one of those odd tim burton films

currently watching: the 9 second video ON LOOP of me and the indecent cast on a zoom call

currently reading: in the shadow of islam (isabelle eberheardt) for a class and it’s quite interesting!

currently craving: more quesadillas (that was dinner)

i’m tagging: uhhh anyone! hii!

theatre challenge → 2/5 quotes: ( THE BAND’S VISIT )

“ what is he thinking ? what does he wish for ? is he singing about wishing ? ”

no words

THE SUIT. THE WHISTLING. THE KARATE CHOPS. AAH

KATRINA LENK for Sing Out for Freedom 2020