the divine is full of monsters;
incandescent giants who lick their gold teeth,
whose mouths are full of crumbling cities, who breathe
death and fire and revelation and madness while
diamonds crack like splinters of bone between their gums
their whims are carved in stone, sand, pillars of salt
their feathers sticky with luminescent blood, their fingers
thunderous with creation, lightning in their eyes
that crackles and hisses from every direction of the sky
the divine is not static and humane; the divine does not play nice.
they will eat everything you are.
they will leave you reformed in a roar of light, peel away layers of you like birth
and with a saint’s conviction you will know that nothing feels more like luxury,
better to be blinded by brilliance than close your eyes to awe-
for your lips are always being kissed.
your mouth is champagne roses. you will eat lotuses. your lungs are perfumed and
your bones will blossom into stars. your blood is wine and you are clothed in light;
your skin threshed wheatlike until the gold of you shines.
Some much better pictures of the terrariums I made yesterday. They’re so much fun to make! Now I just wanna make more….
Hansel and Gretel.
" Dear Henry "
pt 4 / 30
Katherine Angel, Unmastered
I was having fun with my camera and then my roommate walked in on me
This is a really beautiful photo—not just because you’re in it (and you have such a cute tummy and gawd am I jealous of your underwear!) but the lighting playing on your skin and contrasting with a sort of harsh white light affect on the mug and the white bed spread makes this an excellent photo. Plus, the best photos are things that seem really simple but have tiny details that complicate them, like the ruffled edge on your underwear match the lace edge of your shirt and the shadow lines and the belly button piercing lead the eye to make that comparison. This is just a really well done photo because of the way the lines and the colours work and I just wanted to say that. <3