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Read the Printed Word!

laughingloone:

from lady’s day with my mama

(Source: noellelonghaul.com)

“My grandfather always said that living is like licking honey off a thorn.”

—   Louis Adamic (via tothecatcher)

(Source: wordpainting, via tothecatcher)

vintageeveryday:

Pile of American bison skulls waiting to be ground for fertilizer, ca. 1870s.

vintageeveryday:

Pile of American bison skulls waiting to be ground for fertilizer, ca. 1870s.

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untrustyou:

Elizabeth Weinberg
salvadordali-art:

Untitled - Set Design (Figures Cut in Three), 1942
Salvador Dali

salvadordali-art:

Untitled - Set Design (Figures Cut in Three), 1942

Salvador Dali

(via villenoire)

It flew up from the dried grass
into the window glass
and, surprised by the hard air,
fell back against the land
I ran outside
and watched the beat
under its golden
featherskin
flicker once, twice, before it died.

I held it in my cupped hand
and brought it to the hearth where
I kindled a flame, hoping to reheat
its cooling life. Then
I saw it turn the geological clock
back a tick,
back to metamorphic stone:
from air to ground, buried, then gone.

—   Jane Yolen, “The Dead Bird,” from Bird Watch (Philomel Books, 1990)

(Source: apoetreflects, via tothecatcher)

tristemorte:

Peter Garfield
Mobile Homes, 1996

(Source: liferuin, via villenoire)

Slew.
Workin’.