Going Into Space

Feeding the Worms

Ever since I found out that earth worms have taste buds all over the delicate pink string of their bodies, I pause dropping apple peels into the compost bin, imagine the dark, writhing ecstasy, the sweetness of apples permeating their pores. I offer beets and parsley, avocado, and melon, the feathery tops of carrots. I’d always thought theirs a menial life, eyeless and hidden, almost vulgar–though now, it seems, they bear a pleasure so sublime, so decadent, I want to contribute however I can, forgetting, a moment, my place on the menu.

Bonfire Opera - Danusha Laméris

kind of obsessed with the idea of the rest of the gaang leaving Toph and Zuko to watch over some cooking food and when they come back its burned and Katara starts fuming but Toph and Zuko are like “we’ve never stepped inside a kitchen in our lives and only have one eye between us, if anything it’s your fault”

"メイドの日なので再放送🫖⚡️" by しば (@kabenianaippai)

horse people are weird

Rain by Raymond Carver

Woke up this morning with a terrific urge to lie in bed all day and read. Fought against it for a minute. Then looked out the window at the rain. And gave over. Put myself entirely in the keep of this rainy morning. Would I live my life over again? Make the same unforgiveable mistakes? Yes, given half a chance. Yes.

you should come within biting range. no reason

Is sorrow the true wild?

And if it is—and if we join them—your wild to mine—what’s that?

For joining, too, is a kind of annihilation. What if we joined our sorrows, I’m saying. I’m saying: What if that is joy?

The Book of Delights -- Ross Gay

Just finished a book in which some characters spent a lot of time on horses, and whenever they dismounted after riding all day, they were described as sinking to the floor because their legs can’t carry them anymore, or hobbling towards the nearest chair and collapsing onto it with their whole body aching. It was so ridiculous it took me out of the story every time. These are characters who live with horses and ride nearly every day. They should be fine. They’re good riders, there’s no reason for their legs to be painfully cramped after a day on the saddle. I feel like the author was trying to add realism but only went riding a few times and felt horribly stiff and sore afterwards and assumed that’s just how you feel after a day’s ride no matter what. I promise it’s not!! Your characters should be the kind of good-tired you feel after any other type of satisfying workout your muscles are used to. Drawing on your own experience to write characters that live very different lives is such a bad bet. Maybe someone did tell her it would no longer be so painful if she just kept practising and she dismissed it as obvious horse propaganda

"sometimes I want to win. And sometimes I want to lose so badly I can taste it."

Worlds in Worlds, Bonfire Opera : Poems. -- Danusha Laméris.