frozen pond | japan ~ kent shiraishi photograph
If you are a monster, by choice or birth or curse
If you are a monster, by choice or birth or curse, unleash your poison breath and razor claws.
If you are a monster, by choice or birth or curse, your name is a promise of a fell fate for all your enemies.
If you are a monster, by choice or birth or curse, you will survive the ice, you will build the fire, your wounds will heal, your muscles will grow, your plans will tighten, and you will thrive.
This world is made for monsters.
“Here is the handful
of shadow I have brought back to you:
this decay, this hope, this mouthful
of dirt, this poetry.”
- Margaret Atwood, “Mushrooms,” from Notes Towards a Poem That Can Never Be Written (via lifeinpoetry)
D E T R O I T
you are a survivor. wrapped in iron and chrome, sprawled out on your back beneath a sky empty as canvas, you are art. you are music. the beat of the city thrums within you, calling you to shout, to stomp, to raise your hands up. some misunderstand you, but you—you are something special, hidden behind a stoic face, and you… you are beautiful.
Inspired by lebornaciar's gods for the modern age. Sources.
I moved to Detroit this summer, and I love her.
jess, this is fantastic. i’m honoured!
la ville rose — “urban spaces have spirits, and cities have souls. some are dangerous, menacing, but also seductive; others are marked by beauty and excess; others again by their dreariness or spookiness. these are contagious qualities that are said to seep into the character of the people living in such cities.” — thomas blom hansen and oskar verkaaik, urban charisma [a mix for the city of toulouse.]
01. life in technicolor ii — coldplay 02. if it’s me — chris giannini 03. here come the guns — choo choo la rouge 04. last train from the wasteland — stiff little fingers 05. toulouse — claude nougaro 06. benediction — the weakerthans 07. fireflies — owl city 08. i’ve been known to — 064027125627 09. blame it on the girls — mika 10. friends — hedley 11. c’est une garonne — claude nougaro 12. every subway car — barenaked ladies 13. stadium arcadium — red hot chili peppers 14. you & me — dave matthews band 15. can’t take it in — imogen heap
c’est une garonne — claude nougaro
moi mon océan, c’est une garonne qui s’écoule comme un tapis roulant. moi mon océan, c’est une garonne—la grande personne dont je suis l’enfant.
MONSTERS AND MAGIC | The Incantation
It does not require a full moon. No
newts’ eyes unless you can get them cheap, nothing
seasoned dried smoked or
measured. Only this: It requires
a story, a teller, and a monster
to be overcome. It requires
a secret. This is why (they say) witches
are women. All those words
carried sharp in throat-back told since birth
never to tell, but witches
do. This is why (they say) witches
drip wicked. This is why (they say) witches are just
no good. When it comes to witches, men
will say anything, so
put some blood into it, and by blood I mean every razor word
they ever tried to cram back down your throat. Say
no. Say it
again. This is (witches know)
the only formula for magic.