i'll be down in 5, i am wearing 8 past lives and i smell like jasmine. you can't miss me.

Black annular round nurtured intensity of mysterious heart. color-scope.com/scope?scope=08…

"the essential enemy (the bourgeois norm)"

Traduttore, tradittore.

Self-gratification (Schiele, 1911) \\ or the Genetian agon.

Small wonder the fruit is bitter.

"We were more alive in wartime, working in the border between life and death." on.mash.to/1TMVMIx

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there.

I had to be released from a terrible shyness—an illusion that I could hide anything from anybody.

Why is it better to last than to burn?

What grows best in the heat: fantasy; unreason; lust.

Perennial.

Poem: Houna Baghdad madamasr.com/sections/cultu… via @madamasr

This beautiful poem.

(Close-up) Portrait of a #youth seated on a rock in a garden, #reading a book, #Mughal,17thC bodley30.bodley.ox.ac.uk:8180/luna/servlet/s…

To my heart, dreams of you reveal themselves, in a dance. ~ Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi

sarakti jae hai ruKH se naqab aahista aahista nikalta aa raha hai aaftab aahista aahista -Ameer Minai

My very same post-graduation plans. x.com/parisreview/st…

Aimé Césaire, from 'Discourse on Colonialism:'

Studio visit to the venerable Joan Semmel's.