Even when I’m dead, I’ll swim through the Earth,
like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.
— Jeffrey McDaniel
White, wan, slender, and very beautiful in the moonlight, she was expecting tenderness; her constant dreams of happiness and love had exhausted her.
— ~ Chekhov; A Visit

egon schiele

i want to taste dark water
and see crackling trees
and wild winds.